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Hey y'all,
It has been 6 months since I gave up my apartment, threw my stuff in storage and hit the road. I cannot clearly name the reason. It was more like a pull, a yearning; not to find myself, but to lose my “self”. To unhook, unlearn and unravel from the constructs, the attachments, the striving that has kept me going for almost four decades. So I decided to let it go and get free.
What I’m realizing is that getting free isn’t arriving at some utopia. It isn’t magically manifesting your best life or unlocking your superpower 🤮. No, getting free is messy, uncomfortable and disorienting. It is the willingness to become undone, uninhibited, unbound from the grips of dominance so that we can discover who we are beyond who we were told we are supposed to be.
Here’s what Rev angel says about the paradox of becoming:
“It is this willingness to keep being willing to come undone — to do what we can to understand the world around us and how we operate and what is impacting who we are and how we are, and to allow that to keep coming undone. That’s what I think is really the paradox in what is possible, from a liberatory standpoint, is to recognize, oh, we’re not trying to become something, we’re trying to un-become. We’re trying to undo ourselves”.
Unbecoming is to trust that we are more than what society has told us we are. It is to emerge unbound and open hearted for the work of this moment and beyond.
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