With twenty-one words, carefully chosen and artfully woven, May Sarton evokes the quest for vocation – at least, my quest for vocation – with candor and precision:
Now I become myself. It’s taken time, many years and places.
I have been dissolved and shaken, Worn other people’s faces.
What a long time it can take to become the person one has always been! How often in the process we mask ourselves in faces that are not our own. How much dissolving and shaking of ego we must endure before we discover our deep identity – the true self within every human being that is the seed of authentic vocation.It is a strange gift, this birthright gift of self. Accepting it turns out to be even more demanding than attempting to become someone else!
Parker Palmer, Let your Life Speak
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How true these words, “.It is a strange gift, this birthright gift of self. Accepting it turns out to be even more demanding than attempting to become someone else!” Love your blog!
Exactly what I meant in my comment on another blog entry about what happens when one grows very old —
As May Sarton did.
And got there.
I too love your blog!