Sometimes we forget.
We forget who we really are, what we stand for, and where we came from.
As time passes and I gain more perspective, this question of identity becomes more important. The deeper I understand my surroundings, the more I realize how much our roots, values, and character shape our experience of life.
I’ve never subscribed to the idea that we should shed our identities. On the contrary, I believe that without them, we lose something essential—something that makes each of us unique and irreplaceable. I also don’t believe in the popular notion of “finding yourself,” as if you’re lost somewhere out there. It never made much sense to me. You’re here, living your life—surely you know what you like, what you’re drawn to, what lights you up.
What I do believe is that we can invent ourselves. We can align our desires with reality. We can choose how we show up. And in doing so, we shape an identity that is both honest and intentional.
Lately, I’ve noticed more people returning to what feels authentic—leaning into their past, their passions, and the things that make them feel at home in their own skin. I think that’s a beautiful direction to take. Looking into what we love, where we come from, and how we live each day can help us see ourselves more clearly and accept ourselves more fully.
Know who you are. Then live like it.
God speed!