We do not possess weaknesses.
Our flaws, fears and frailties possess us.
Facing these inner fears and letting our flaws go is not as easy as it is sounds. The first and toughest step is to confront the fact that these demons actually reside inside us and have control over our lives. This requires us to alter our thinking, our reactions to everyday events around us, as society teaches us the habit of covering up. The humour in this situation is that everyone around us can see the very flaws that we conceal from ourselves.
Life events such as death, accidents, betrayal and failure come along one after another to wake us up, but in the majority of cases they have no effect, this is because the path to least resistance is to cover our own frailty by pointing out the monsters that prey on the people around us, as if for some unexplainable reason, we believe that their flaws are going to set us free?
Blame is the fastest escape from the truth and we take it without hesitation to protect our flaws.
There is only one person on this earth and in this life who can set me free from the illusion that keeps me where I am and that is – me. My demons (my flaws and fears) are not “out there” they are “in here” in a place that only I can know. I know my demons, when my flaws are my friends, they possess me.
To be free, I need to tap the truthful force inside me and have the courage to face my flaws so I can let them go, so that I can be free to be me.
’TIS better to be vile than vile esteem’d
When not to be receives reproach of being;
And the just pleasure lost, which is so deem’d
Not by our feeling, but by others’ seeing:
For why should others’ false adulterate eyes
Give salutation to my sportive blood?
Or on my frailties why are frailer spies,
Which in their wills count bad what I think good?
No, I am that I am, and they that level
At my abuses reckon up their own:
I may be straight though they themselves be bevel;
By their rank thoughts my deeds must not be shown;
Unless this general evil they maintain,
All men are bad and in their badness reign.
Sonnet CXXI (121)
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