we spend our days striving for fulfilment.
we seek it in everything we do
everything we buy
anything we accomplish.
the expectation is fulfilment
we do lots because we think that is going to make us Someone.
we obsess over the check boxes of society, thinking that when we have checked every box we will be There.
but does this make us happy?
we spend our life trying to live up to this image of perfection, rejecting ourselves and constantly wanting more.
when will we realise that everything we need already resides within us?
when will it sink in that we are already who we need to be
we don’t need to do anything else
we don’t need to buy anything more
we don’t need to pretend any longer
we can just be.