The Flensing of Frogita

Frogita’s fine reflection invokes many thoughts on ‘finding our authentic self’ – and whether it can be accomplished by sloughing of detritus imposed by others and earlier perceptions, or whether one must just use what we are, and carve a better ’self’ through retaining what has brought us to now. Certainly I (faucon) hear echoes of found thoughts:

“the only thing standing in the way of a new idea is that and old one is in its place”

“always seek congruency between who you are and how you are perceived to be”

“carrying a cross may be essential to spiritual growth – carrying the wrong cross, fatal”

In forming our ‘new-self’, how do we decide what to keep and what to throw away? If our future options are somewhat guided by how well we balance ‘what has brought us here’, then is there not a danger in throwing things away.

A pondering – nothing more – with thanks to Frogita …

a quick archive search found this – perhaps in contrast, perhaps in support

“I am carved by hard chisel and polishing love. The chips that may have fallen away during this ’sculpting’ are already ground into the course dust of time. That which remains is most surely mine, and ever should be. I cannot deny who I am — where I have been. My spirit may progress in quick release, or evolve beyond the blocks of mind, but my past is what has brought me here.

The key perhaps is to become content, to seek balance between ‘what was’ with ‘what will be’. If this takes strength, if this demands courage, then I dare not throw away the crucible in which I was ground. Above all else, when I extend my hand to those in grief, pain and confusion, I must be able to say, “Been there — done that.” Only then will I be believed. Only then trusted. Only then authentic.

Only then me.”