Being to the Max...

Maybe our task this time around on the planet is to discover who we are, and be that to the maximum? It sounds easy, but probably not. So many forces in the world influence our thoughts, feeling emotions. We have expectations and indoctrination from all quarters. Peer & family pressures. Schools, Culture. We are left with deep, foundational, existential questions that always seem to be in flux. What kind of life will we live? Who are we? What do we want to do with our time on the planet? And even as we try to discover who we are, we are in motion, always, changing, growing, morphing. 

It feels to me like there is a core, an inner space that we can think of as the "true self;" true face, true heart, true soul, true original essence. Is that right? I am not sure. Life does seem like a process of discovery. Discovery of our inner landscape, and the outer world too. Sometimes it seems inner & outer is just a fabrication, a tool for thinking, maybe a useful thought-train?

So yeah. Growing older, maybe we get more comfortable in our being, in being who we are, moment to moment. Not trying to prove ourselves, not trying to live up to someone's else's picture of what our lives should be. Just being. Totally. Truly, madly, deeply. Being to the max.