On my way out of the library last week, I saw this sign:
It made me wonder about the library of ourselves.
Where is the knowledge of who I am stored? How do I access it? And which books would I learn the most from, which ones would I read several times? Which ones would I ignore?
I know I would like the ones about stories and people. The people I have met, the discussions, the exchanges, how we connected, how we misunderstood each other.
The book about my lineage and ancestors would fascinate me, and the one about my family would leave me sometimes sighing or rolling my eyes, other times I would skip a couple of chapters…
And as I played in my mind the visit to the library of myself, I realized that the book about my body stayed unopened for a long time. For most of my life I did not pick up that book, I was not that interested in it, and frankly I even did not know it existed.
My body has been a convenience, something that was there anyway with its ups and downs, and that was mostly unquestioned. I realize now that what I missed is that, like any book, my body can teach me. If I start opening the pages and let it show me its secrets and obvious truths, it has much to say.
What really piqued my interest in this ad is how it links literacy to power. Because yes, knowledge is power, in any area of life. In my experience, the road to inner power starts with self-knowledge. For me, it has to do with knowing my body in a way that makes me feel whole. It is not just the mechanics of it, it is not about doing extreme things or pushing it. It is not about following a model, or what someone else thinks I should do. It is about marrying together my emotions, my psyche, my spirituality and my experiences into a physical sense of myself.
A physical sense of myself.
That is the ultimate book, the one that tells me more every time I open it, the one that inspires me to live a purpose-full life, and to engage in a healthy living.
What does the library of yourself contain?
Can you take a minute right now, and make a list of the books you have there? Which ones have been unopened? Which are your favorites?