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Welcome to Broken Wings. These writings are a part of my own journey of self discovery. I have no answers, but I am asking questions and pondering and looking within to see what I find. I share my writings in hope of helping others in their journey of self discovery, in hopes of encouraging others to look within themselves to find the insights in to their own questions.

All I know is that I know nothing
- Socrates


Sunday, January 23, 2011

Who Are We Really?

Who are we really?  What we see when we look in our bathroom mirror is really just a reflection of our outer shell and many times we don't even see that clearly.  Who we really are lies deep within us, underneath our outer shells and with all of our outer layers we aren't always easy to see.

The phrase you can't judge a book by it's cover is so true.  Souls come wrapped in all kinds of different packages and it's not the package that is important, it's the gift within.  One thing I learned in 10 years of doing hair was it doesn't matter how beautiful we make our outsides, if we feel ugly on the inside, that is what we will see when we look in the mirror.  If we want to be truly beautiful, we must work on healing the ugliness we feel inside, not just rewrap our outer package.

Letting go of the idea that how we look represents who we are is not easy.  We all struggle with this whether we want to admit it or not.  We all have preconceived notions of how things should look and how things should be.  Our culture thrives on convincing us appearances are important and if we don't fit a certain image then we should do our best to mold ourselves into that image.  It's sad to see how our inner beauty gets lost in our race to fit in.

If only we could all remember that we are not merely a body, but that our body is the house for a beautiful soul.  Yes, we must maintain and keep our houses up, but we can not forget the importance of maintaining what lives within our "house", our soul.  Without our soul, our house is just an empty shell and it doesn't matter how beautiful that shell is, it is empty.

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