Sculpting The Self

There is a quiet moment that happens before change.
It’s the moment when you see that you’re no longer who you used to be, and you haven’t quite become who you are yet to be.
You stand on the precipice of possibility, with nothing but your intention as the bridge.
And in that moment, you realize: you have always had the power to shape who you are.
We are creatures of identity.
Ever-shifting, evolving, growing, becoming.
But for many of us, we have spent years—sometimes a lifetime—feeling trapped inside a version of ourselves that we didn’t consciously choose.
Much of who we believe ourselves to be is inherited. Taught. Repeated. Practiced.
We absorb it from the people who raised us, the culture we were born into, the systems we had to survive. And because that identity was necessary to belong or be safe, we held onto it. Rehearsed it. Perfected it.
Until, one day, we began to feel the tension.
A subtle friction between who we are… and who we’re becoming.
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