“Live Your Truth?” Sweet — But How the F Do I Find It?
A quick take that may help
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“Truth will set you free,” people told me as a kid, and I liked what I heard. The catch? No one really told me how to find it.
For almost 40 years, I have tried my best to live my truth. I listened to people who seemed to manifest their true selves. I hired coaches. I followed spiritual masters. But still, my damn truth kept eluding me.
It didn’t help that the TRUTH was not exactly constant or static. It bloody changes colors like a chameleon depending on situations, circumstances, and people.
Every once in a while, I’d get a glimpse of it, but I wouldn’t know how to stay on it long enough because here’s the thing: What we call our truth may not be the same in every situation, but the feelings that come when you manifest your truth are often the same.
Whenever I live my truth, I feel lighter. What others think of me ceases to matter. Everything I do feels natural and I operate in a state of flow. I’m constantly honest with myself and with others as well — and yes, you can be honest and kind at the same time. I don’t feel the need to filter myself or pretend. I feel that I’m enough and there’s power hidden within such emotions.
That said, seeking my truth was also scary. After all, it meant I was breaking all my beliefs and patterns acquired over the years. What will people think? What if they dislike me? Who am I if I’m not this and that? Do I even exist?
The conflicting thoughts drained my energy. But deep down I knew what I had to do.
If I want to find my truth, I needed to face these painful questions and doubts. I needed to answer each question honestly without any justification or judgment. The more I faced my fears, the less they defined my thoughts and actions. The internal conflict lessened, and my energy started to flow freely.
Recently, I was able to tell someone, “I have no wish to engage with you or know anything about what is going on in your life,” without having any negative feelings. I didn’t raise my voice. My heart didn’t beat faster and my hands didn’t tremble. It was a moment of total equanimity. That moment was like a revelation to me. It was the manifestation of…