For as long as I can remember remembering, this question had been my faithful shadow ... through the valleys of knee deep squishy pain, the mirage of intoxicating accomplishments, the nowhere lands of Dr. Seuss, and the Mad Hatter's infuriating maze ... it finally made sense.
I am here so that I can be me.
No one had existed who was ever just like me.
Nor will someone ever exist who'll be just like me.
When that elegantly simple insight slowly seeped into my consciousness, I felt at once:
So how has my life changed as a result of this insight?
Let me offer you 3 changes:
I am by no means suggesting that "be-ing me" is easy!
But it is simple ...
Perhaps you too would like to try the "be-ing me" shirt on for a change. You may be surprised at how much more comfortable it feels, how many more miles you can walk in it, how much faster you can scale those mountains, and how much more accentuated your smile has become.
And please share how the "be-ing me" shirt feels :>
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