Burning False Narratives!

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I recently listened to the Talisman album by Colton T and it has been on repeat since then. 

In all honesty, the compilation has given me fuel to continue creating but it also helped me realize how difficult it is to create when we have been fed false narratives.

"It is my story. I will write it."

Too many people wanted to write my story for me. Too many hands attempted to spin my narrative. It was and still is my life and I had to be brave enough to live it on my own terms. 

Too many times we allow others to project their fears onto us. Too many times we drink the potions we are offered and take it as gospel. 

They will try to tell us how our dreams are too big and how they will never materialize. 

                                                      

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It is important that we do not believe or buy into such falsehoods. We need to burn every false narrative which we have ever been told. 

I have lost count of the number of times I have been told that I should leave my country and migrate to someplace else, where art is more profitable. A place where people like me thrive. They said I would never find love here nor would I feel fulfilled. For a while, I drank that potion for it seemed to make a lot more sense than to remain in a place where I would never be accepted. 

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But this is my country as much as it is theirs and I should not have to run just to feel like I belong. What if the ultimate glow-up is to be able to thrive where you are using what you have? This is a question I have been asking myself in recent times. Do not get me wrong, there is nothing wrong with wanting to broaden one's horizon. But there is also nothing wrong with staying where you have been planted and growing. 

To believe that the grass is greener on the other side is a narrative we have been fed for too long but may not necessarily be true. The grass is greener where you choose to water it and for now, I choose to water my homeland. For now, I think I am doing just fine. I am writing, selling art and finding love.

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We often believe that happiness lies on the other side of where we are now. But what if happiness is right where we are?

We often attach happiness to a goal or achievement. But what if happiness has always been with us just waiting to be acknowledged? 

I am here. I am safe. I happy.

I choose to burn every false narrative.

I will write my own story. 

This has been my mantra lately. 

 

Burning false narratives can do much for you. It can feel like finally coming home to yourself. It can feel like freedom. It can feel like a garden of lilies and sunflowers. It can feel like a bouquet of freshly picked flowers. You choose.

What false narratives do you need to drench in kerosene, crack a single match and watch on as it burns? Or will you hold it over an open flame and allow the crackling sound of the fire to become music to your ears?

Please feel free to comment I would love to hear.