“Babies are all born as a blank paper.”
Well, we’ve got proof now that it’s wrong.
How are person is since birth, and how she/he is becoming after that, is a combined effect from both nature and nurture.
Does it mean that we are born “as papers already have something written on them?”
I don’t resonate with this metaphor. I think how we are is more dynamic and multidimensional than drawings on paper.
Like… a glass of water. Or a bucket, a cup, or a bathtub of water… Pick your own container.
In her book Untamed, Glennon Doyle said to her daughter that we are buckets of water who came from the sea. We were one. You were in me and I was in you. We are going to be one again someday.
I can’t remember how exactly she said it. But that metaphor stuck in my head.
“But, what’s the point?” I hear me asking myself.
“What’s the point of being in a bucket just to be later poured back into where I came from?”
We are not born with a purpose. We are born with the things we are naturally capable of.
Just like water. We are similar in many ways — even the same in most ways. But there are many, many ways can water be used.
There are many, many different paths for water to find its way back to the ocean, where it came from.
The purpose is not to go back to where it came from.
The purpose is the journey, the circulation, the individual path to get to the start and endpoint.
For most of us on this earth, we are not born to be who we are. In which family we are born, on our physical features are, in which area or community we are born into… none of these things say who WE are.
Because from that moment on, all we do is “becoming”.
Becoming who we are — something we can say, not as a static but a changing definition, that only holds true at the point of our lives when we are looking back.
And especially, at the moment when we get to go back to where it all started.
Like water, with every step forward, it becomes a little different than before. It’s always “becoming”.
Water can be anywhere. Even the desert has a certain amount of water somewhere in its air or way deep down its ground.
Where do you wanna be? Where do you wanna go?
What path would you choose?
Standing where you are, how do you want to define yourself at this moment?
And what do you want your inner water to be “becoming”?
Take a moment to look around.
Where is your water right now?
Which path is it on?
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