Sat down at my desk to write today and found this post just waiting to be shared.
You are not meant to be emotionally consistent all the time.
Because that would be self-abandonment in the disguise of calmness.
You mediate.
You journal.
You consume spiritual content.
And still the sadness returns.
Still the rage visits your throat like a hard-hitting truth you forgot to speak. And you wonder…BUT I’m doing the work…why am I still a mess?
Because peace is not the absence of feeling. It’s the presence of courage.
The courage to stay when your waves keep crashing.
Your confusion.
Your sadness.
Your anxiety.
Your rage.
Not one of them is a mistake. But they taught you that appearing calm is the proof of growth. They told you your story shouldn’t get messy. So, you learned…
To stay regulated while your soul is an erupting volcano. To turn your grief into a brand aesthetic. And one day, you become so perfectly emotionally consistent that you don’t feel anything at all. You call it ‘under control’ but it’s suppression. The kind that slowly erodes your authenticity. Your calmness is not your personality. It is one of your many sacred flavors.
Your depth.
Your wildness.
Your unpredictability.
Your rawness are not problems.
They are the poems God writes through you. That obsession with emotional consistency was never yours to begin with. It started the day you were punished for showing too much.
Too loud.
Too soft.
Too wild.
Too sensitive.
Too you.
Since when did 24/7 calmness equate to strength? What would it feel like to show my truth without softening it for others? Let the answers break the norms.
You are not the audition. You are the whole play.
Don’t mistake emotional suppression for emotional mastery.
@cbmeditates
You were not meant to only be calm. If calmness is all you have, you have lost your passion and zest for life. Simply becoming a rag, floating along the river of life. You have lost your authenticity altogether.
I’d much rather sit with your struggle and tears, then watch you calmly lack any sense of sensitivity, softness, or passion to what is going on around you.
So, here’s to all those dear ones who have always felt too much. I hope you know that your wild zest for life is beautiful and allowed here. I hope you know that those who feel the most can have the biggest hearts of understanding and love to give. That you are the ones who will take action and stand up for someone when they need. That you are the ones who will be there when it all goes dark because you know more then just calmness. You know authenticity.
hp
