What mask are you wearing today?
The mask of the one who can cope, even though you’re falling apart?
The mask of the one who is rich, yet is poor?
The mask of the joker, who is crying inside?
The mask of the fearless, who is shaking in fear?
The mask of the strong, who is weak?
The mask of the happy smiling face, even though your heart is breaking?
The mask of the one who is in love with the world, while inside you blame it for all of your woes?
The mask of the sympathetic and patient friend, who can’t wait to get away?
The mask of the ever supporting, ever helpful, while inside you seethe and resent?
The mask of the placid and the gentle, who is really boiling in rage?
The mask of the victim, the rebel, the good girl, the bad?
The mask of the abandoned and the rejected?
How does it feel that mask upon your face, that clouds your whole body into a shape and form that is not your truth, and therefore not your own?
Have you ever stopped to wonder who you are beneath these masks?
How does it feel to wear this mask day in and day out, like armour to protect you from unknown forces that may strike at any moment?
How does it feel to don this mask through fear of being seen?
What are you hiding from? What are you hiding from yourself, from others?
The mask you’re wearing comes woven with threads, woven into an illusion of who you think yourself to be. Woven into the roots of a reality that has come to be ingrained in your sense of self. Woven into the very fibres of your being, yet never revealing their true identity.
This mask has become your default state.
It is a mask you wear to please others, to show others who you are not, to demonstrate you have it all together and are in control. A mask you are wearing to feed yourself an illusion of a life you have created, not from a place of love, but from a place of fear and wounding. A place of trauma and conditioning.
Yet the mask becomes tiresome.
Can you feel its heaviness on your face? Can you feel its power, draining your energy to hold it in place? Day after day, month after month, year after year?
Isn’t it time to take it off? To show the world who you really are? To see yourself for who you really are?
What would happen if you allowed its facade to slip a little, to peek into what it is hiding? Would it be so terrible to face a part of you, you are hiding from? Would it be detrimental to your very being to see a little deeper into the truth of your soul?
Maybe when you first open your eyes, after your nightly visit to dreamland, for that first twinkling moment, you are, quite simply you. Then life kicks in, and as you get out of bed you’ve already decided which mask you will need to wear today.
So today, I invite you to let the mask slip and give yourself permission to explore who you are without it.
Take an adventure into the unknown, stand before the mirror, and unveil. Lean into these vulnerable, fragile, exposed aspects of yourself, without taking flight, fighting it, or freezing out.
Yes, there may be some discomfort, even pain as the nervous screams to run and hide, it’s not safe, put the mask back on.
But if you just give yourself permission to let the mask fall, you may be surprised at what you find and what you experience.
Because in your commitment to unveil, you have already taken the first brave, bold step with love, intention, and curiosity, to reconnect and remember who you truly are beneath the masks you have been wearing to perform and conform, to be accepted and fit in.
In your unveiling, you are finally taking ownership of all you have hidden.
To your unraveling and reweaving,
With Love,
Nicola x
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This is so Interesting and have been sitting with this thread for a week ..
I’m looking at my relationship with men and power on one hand it’s felt so weak as I’m emerging into my centre I’m noticing how many different types of men there are and what characteristics they being out in me. A man I know wants to date me I’ve declined but he is happy to pay me for sex .. on one hand this makes me feels powerful however is this true power ? Trying to protect myself by wearing a mask over my heart. I’m watching myself with the thrill of it all and feeling powerful but also sad too . What am I masking on both sides of the coin ? I will continue to explore xxx
The Cosmic Wink brought this to me again today. 💫💥
What a gift to add to my awareness....but needed the reminder for sure.
Thank you.