“You can turn over every stone on Earth and still not find what you’re looking for.”
I used to think I’d find myself in the color of my hair, or the clothes I’d wear; the number of piercings in my ear.
The friends I’d make, the boys I’d kiss, the jobs I’d win, the places I’d go; how fast I’d fly down the track.
“Just be yourself!” they’d say.
I looked everywhere; couldn’t seem to find her anywhere.
Until these days, when what I used to think isn’t working out so well for me anymore.
Right now I’d say:
I’ll find myself right where I’m standing, in whatever shoes I’m wearing, in the voice I hear that’s both mine and the Divine.
In the sea and the trees, a deep breath of love, in things that glitter on the inside.
A me that doesn’t don’t fade, leave or scar; whole without even trying.
I’ll still turn over every stone and travel the Earth, but seek only accessories to the real me.
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