Outgrowing Myself

Artist Unknown

When the gentle nudges start feeling like big pushes, I think I need to pause and pay attention.

I am outgrowing myself, and I am in mourning.  Not in a bad way, but I know some people can't go with me because those whom I am outgrowing are no longer familiar to me.  Their face is familiar, but their energy is no longer in alignment with who I am becoming.  Who I am right now, today, is only a fraction of who I used to be.  

The former familiarity is fleeting faster than ever before.
I am unbecoming.

The old me is dying, and while I mourn her in real time, I also celebrate the arrival of becoming my most authentic self.  I am no longer scared to embrace who I am fully, in hopes to be accepted in circles of people I love, and their opinions of me are no longer my concern because who I appear to be is not who I am.  

I used to believe that I had to "look" different for people to understand that I am different, but now I understand that I may look and sound the same to them, but as long as I know who I am, the opinions of others are none of my concern.  What does my Creator know?  

That's the only question that matters.
Am I in alignment with who I was created to be, or am I attempting to "fit in"?  Seeking to fit in will only fuck up my future.
Today, I celebrate outgrowing what is no longer serving God's plans for my life.  

Today, I celebrate growing into who I was meant to be.