You are a Universe

Unexplainable by words alone

I remember once reading a line in a book which said something to the effect of, “we [humans] are an endless multi-dimensional universe.”

I’m not sure I have written it as beautifully as the author who wrote it did, but the idea of the line is this: that each of us is made up of endless dimensions — we exist beyond the labels we give ourselves, we contain within fragments which seem, at times, in complete opposition to one another, and the ways in which our personalities and beings can express are simply innumerable.

A Moment to Reflect

At the time I read it, I struggled a lot with understanding parts of myself. I had identified with a handful of labels for so long — namely, being shy, and it perplexed me quite deeply to consider, for example, how I might be a “shy” person when I could recall, in fact, many moments in my life during which I was not.

It seems simple today, but at the time, when I had listened for so long to the authority of those around me about who I was instead of the voice of my inner self, I couldn’t wrap my head around the idea that maybe, just maybe, I had simply learned to be shy in some moments, and not in others, and that both of these versions of me were still, in fact… me.