Selfishness

 Wednesday Reflection

Today, I sit with myself in honesty.

I see how often the world organizes itself around pain, noise, and disorder,

and how uncomfortable it becomes when I arrive calm, disciplined, and quiet.

Not because I am better —

but because I no longer need chaos to feel alive.

I remind myself:

Hierarchy is a learned habit.

So is comparison.

So is fear disguised as belonging.

I am learning to stand without needing a position.

To be present without performing struggle.

To care without rescuing or being rescued.

I see now that confusion is not about skin, land, or history —

it is about the nervous system.

Unsettled bodies build unsettled cultures.

Regulated bodies feel like a threat to systems that survive on imbalance.

I release the need to be understood by those who cannot sit in stillness.

I release the urge to explain discipline to minds that only recognize pain.

Silence is not absence —

it is integration.

Through stillness, I found myself again.

Through breath, I remembered where I come from.

Through observation, I reclaimed what was always mine —

without anger, without rejection, without shame.

I honor my ancestors by caring for my body.

I honor truth by refusing intoxication.

I honor wisdom by moving slowly enough to feel my spine open,

my breath deepen,

my mind soften.

What I carry does not need approval.

What I see does not need permission.

I walk gently, aware that clarity can feel lonely

when others are still negotiating their pain.

I do not warn.

I do not preach.

I simply remain.

If the world does not know where to place me,

that is not my burden.

I am not lost —

I am integrated.

Today, I choose steadiness over recognition.

Embodiment over explanation.

Presence over belonging.

I trust the quiet path unfolding beneath my feet.

Yoruba Yogi