Is the life I’m living the same as the life that wants to live in me?*
Our False Self is precisely our individual singularity in both its “Aren’t I wonderful!” or “Aren’t I terrible!” forms. Both are their own kind of ego trip, and both take the tiny little self far too seriously.**
The Johari window illustrates how there are things that neither we nor others know about us.
Here is our continent of discovery.
One way of moving into our exploration is through service: identifying our bespoke contribution and, through imagination, making this available to more.
Seth Godin writes about this:
But art doesn’t seek to create comfort. It creates change. And change requires tension. … The practice, then, is to not only cause temporary discomfort for those who you lead, serve, and teach, but to embrace your own discomfort as you venture into territories unknown.^
Those we seek to serve may be the first to notice what we do not know about ourselves. In the collaborative world that service opens, sharing this back to us is also service.
Let us identify our talents and imagine new ways and new places for using them. It will be uncomfortable, but it will also be soul-shaping.