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“The more of me I be, the clearer I can see.” ~Rachel Archelaus

“Get real, man.”

We say this, euphemistically, when we sense someone is avoiding or obfuscating or being dishonest.

“Get real.” As though it’s something to be acquired rather than something to be revealed.

And the “real” you—the one you keep inside, down deep, where others can’t hurt you the way you’ve been hurt before, the one with the hopes and dreams and fears—can’t be bought, it can only be excavated from under the dirt left by the former landslides of your life.

To be real with others demands we be real with ourselves first—by telling the truth, the hard, mirror truth.

And why bother? Because self-honesty, at least initially, can be painful. So, what’s the value—the pay-off—to the effort required to “get real”?




Shed the shame, reclaim yourself.

Not a bad trade-off.

“Truth is like the sun. You can shut it out for a time, but it ain’t going away.” ~Elvis Presley


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