Who Is She

I saw this picture...

Of this sculpture...

And I stared at her for minutes.

She is me.

She is you.

 
I see her and she is comfortable in her skin.

She is comfortable in her role on this Planet Earth.

She is at peace with who she is.

She knows herself.

She is not using distractions to stay away from herself.

She is not hiding from herself.

She has not clothed herself in things that are not her for the world to have a perception different from who she really is.

She is raw.

Vulnerable.

Purely her.

I listened to a podcast Sunday while walking and stretching and breathing and practicing mindfulness.

The words that were spoken grabbed my attention and didn't let go.

We don't need to "be present."
We already ARE PRESENT.

All of us.

We are living in the present.

We should, most definitely remain aware of that presence.

It's free to be present.

Being present relieves aspects of depression and anxiety.

Being mindful of that presence can allow us to have moments when there is just nothing...

Like at the top or bottom of our breath... when there is nothing.

"I don't want to run from myself anymore. I want to get to know myself."

This quote stopped me in my tracks... literally. 

I stepped off the treadmill and typed it into my phone.

Who am I... without the armor I put on to go into the world, or even to face myself.

Who am I... all of me.

Am I comfortable just sitting with myself and my thoughts and my feelings.

Yes.

The answer is Yes.