Being Me: My Authentic, Genuine Self

If I'm not being who I am, 

I am being who I am not,

and in being who I am not

I am pretending to be who I am

which makes me a liar and a fraud.

It matters not who I am being

when I am not being who I am,

as I am not being me. 

It is inauthentic of me

to be someone other that who I am;

to pretend to be

when I am not. 

I am that I am

no more and no less. 

 Do I wear a mask?

A projection of who I want people to think I am?

Am I hiding behind an image of me,
a make-believe story about me

believing myself to be inadequate or not enough? 

Do I believe I don't measure up?

Can I even distinguish between me

and that mask I wear? 

While I am not my mask

have I become so accustomed to wearing it

that I am afraid to take it off

and be naked,

running the risk

that no one will like me? 

that all will reject me?

that no one will love me? 

I may come across as arrogant or self-assured

but that is merely a projection;

a cover-up protecting me

concealing my handicap

that I am unworthy,

insignificant.

unlovable.

Underneath it all 

I believe myself to be stupid

so I become intelligent to set off stupid.

I believe myself to be unlovable 

so I become lovable to set off unlovable.

believing myself unworthy 

I project worthy to convince myself I am worthy

I offset my handicap

with something I am not

to protect the something I am.

Here is the irony of it all:

It is a lie that I am 

unlovable

insignificant

unworthy

and stupid.

Wherever I sourced these things from is a liar.

Yet these things are the foundation

upon which my reality rests,

Unless and until I repent of this foundational belief

I will not live forever

as all these thoughts are dis-empowering

and have no basis in truth. 

The truth is

and I have to convince my soul of these things:

Like Yashua, I too am a Son of the Most High

I am powerful

limited only by my own imagination. 

I am Love, Light, Spirit and Truth:

These are the foundation of my being

and last but not least of all

I am Immortal

and no weapon forged by man can prevail against me. 

When I finally put off my dis-ingenuousness

When I step into and be the authentic me

maskless and naked in the world,

being who I am, 

will have arrived at the place I've always wanted to be:

Here!

And I will be the man I have always wanted to be: 

the Me I am!