"Who Am I?" I'm not talking about photographer, mother, wife, sister or daughter. These are all roles and jobs that I fill. I am talking about who am I when all those labels are gone. When I peel away at the layers of who others tell me I am and who I think I am, who am I really? What is left? This is a HUGE question and currently I feel the weight of it on my journey.
With every question lies an answer. Every day I am getting closer and closer to the answer.
I cut my hair this week. I've convinced myself and I have allowed others to convince me for a long time that my hair shouldn't be short. Sounds a little ridiculous right? But it's true. The morning of my hair appointment that negative voice in my head was trying to convince me that it was a bad idea. I had to purposefully hush it and change the channel. Where was the voice coming from? Fear. I had become attached to my hair and I wore fear like a cute little hair clip at the top. It felt so good to release that hair clip. It was tight, like when you've been wearing a tight pony tail all day and you finally let the rubber band go at the end of the day. It felt so good to consciously release the fear.
Who Am I? I am letting go of fear and with every passing day the answer becomes clearer and clearer.
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