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The Reflection of Who We Think We Are

Updated: Apr 22


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I’ve been thinking a lot lately about who we say we are… versus who we actually are when no one’s watching.We all want to be seen as kind, wise, loving. But are we living that? Are we embodying it?

These thoughts came to me one day. So I wrote them down.


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The Reflection of Who We Think We Are

I wish humans were the reflection of God.


That when we spoke, we truly meant what we said; not just to make ourselves feel like better people, not to feed our egos, but because we genuinely were those things.


I recently listened to Roses and Oceans by ISLY, and there’s a line that stuck with me:"Love is not just a word. It’s who you are."


What if that were true?

What if people didn’t just say things to sound kind, compassionate, or wise;but actually lived those words?What if when someone said, I am an empath, it wasn’t just something they told themselves, it was truly who they were?

At first glance, we meet people, and we might even believe they are who they say they are. But time—time has a way of revealing the truth.


Who you are.

Not who you claim to be.Not who you hope to be.But who you truly are.

The irony is, everyone else can see it.But do you see it yourself?

Maybe at some point, you become aware. But if you refuse to acknowledge the ugly parts, if you resist self-awareness, then nothing about you will ever truly change.


We hear so many sayings about how we shouldn’t care what others think of us. But what if—just maybe—it is through others that we learn more about ourselves?

What if the key is not to ignore people’s perceptions, but to sift through them? To take what helps us grow and leave the toxic behind?


I truly wish we were a reflection of what we believe ourselves to be.


Maybe true growth starts with asking ourselves harder questions.Not just “who do I want to be?”But “am I living like that person today?”

Let’s keep becoming who we say we are. One layer at a time.

— Lois✨


 
 
 

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