Does Self-Discovery Ever End?

Three women in profile (1890-1900) painting in high resolution by Henry Somm. Original from The Public Institution Paris Musées. Digitally enhanced by rawpixel.

There’s something so–I don’t know–amazing, maybe, about being informed of a perception or observation someone has made about you. For a moment, you get a glimpse of your outward self, and, what is quite possibly, your true way of being.

 

It is so terribly hard to understand oneself and one’s place in the world. Your inner thoughts are all-consuming and seemingly what determines how you move through life. But what if your thoughts do not align with your actions? You spend your days imagining and romanticizing the deepest pits of Hell, but, when it comes to real human interaction, you are the sweetest person who has ever walked this earth. How does that figure? Maybe it doesn’t and it won’t.* That’s why it is the most enlightening experience to hear of how other intelligent organisms perceive you, an intelligent organism.

 

Really, you almost couldn’t have a more spiritual journey than to reflect on how you fit alongside other humans. It is spiritual because it is a journey without conclusion. It is a perpetual cycle of self-examination that does not result in self-discovery.

 

* “Won’t” seems a very strange word here, a contraction of “will” and “not.” Does it seem that way to you, the reader, or just to me, the writer, in this very moment?


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