If the opinions of others would actually reflect who I really am, I would be in great trouble.
I would be a complete failure and at the same time I would be someone, who gets everything right without effort.
I would be an anxious, socially awkward person and the same time I would be the best person to connect with all the time.
But I am so much more than how I’m perceived.
I am that space, where all these different perceptions are seemingly clashing.
And still, I am the person who seems like to make you feel good or bad.
But in reality I am the space where your different perceptions can get a grip to manifest. So you can perceive me however you wish. As you’re already doing since we met.
And this seems like to make me feel in a certain way as well.
But in fact, however I’m perceived, it has so little to do with who I really am.
I’m not who others think I am, I’m not my job, I’m not my relationships, I’m not my skillset, I’m not my bank account. I’m not even my thoughts, and I’m definitely not my feelings.
These are just things I’m having.
I am.
I am the space where all this experience unfolds.
I am the blank canvas where life can appear.
I am the canvas, the paint, the brush and the painter at the same time.
And I am the painting as well.
Open to the interpretations of those who stop by to look at me.
But I am so much more than an interpretation of me.
Just like you.
Just like all of us.
And that is freedom.
Andrea Jacso 