“It is from finding out what we are not, that we discover who we truly are.”
(Joeyo)

There is freedom when we realize, once and for all, that we cannot be anything we want to be. I am not a professional golfer, jazz pianist, or a sports broadcaster. Those childhood dreams are long gone.

I am also not a Mensa genius, I am not a chiseled physical specimen, and I am not a naturally disciplined person. Oh, and one more thing—I am not very good with technology.

Whew. There, I said it. I could add a number of other things as well…things that, for some reason or another, I have felt the pressure to be at one point or another.

It actually feels good to name the things I’m not, because then I can let go of the pressure to be someone, or something, other than who and what I am.

Go ahead, you try it. Name all the things you’ve felt you were supposed to be. Now admit you will never be those things. So, what’s left? Who are you?

(Makes me wonder what my kids feel pressured to be, and how much I’m the one putting that pressure on them. Ouch.)

Peace begins with pause,