Becoming

“Just imagine becoming the way you used to be as a very young child, before you understood the meaning of any word, before opinions took over your mind. The real you is loving, joyful, and free. The real you is just like a flower, just like the wind, just like the ocean, just like the sun.” – Don Miguel Ruiz

“You become. It takes a long time. That’s why it doesn’t happen often to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in your joints and very shabby.

But these things don’t matter at all, because once you are Real you can’t be ugly, except to people who don’t understand.”― Margery Williams Bianco, The Velveteen Rabbit

Becoming is both the journey and the destination.
It is not a race nor a competition.
Comparison is futile for each is our own definition, a fingerprint like none other.
A calling, a whisper to come home, to become real.
To understand more than seek to be understood.
Slow down to take in the scenery, to notice.
You are opening, blooming, becoming.

“Once you are real you can’t become unreal again. It lasts for always.”― Margery Williams, The Velveteen Rabbit