Handing over the Mask

Who are you, no, who are you really? Outside of what you post on social media, outside of that perfect facade  you have on at work or in public. Who are you behind the mask?

A few years back I was the master mask wearer. Yup, that was me. I knew how to act perfection. Even if everything behind the mask was a complete and utter mess. I had this massive fear that if anyone was to see the real me, the me behind the mask, that they would reject me, and that would be the hardest rejection of all, because they had seen the real me. Rejection was my greatest unbearable feeling, my greatest fear. The one to avoid at all costs. The one that kept me going into unhealthy relationships, because if they ‘needed’ me then maybe they wouldn’t leave me. And so I kept wearing that mask.

During my journey I experienced Sozo prayer. During the session I had the facilitator ask me if I would give up the mask, and the thought freaked me out big time! Why is it that being our authentic self is so scary? Anyway… She asked me to ask Jesus what he would give me in return for handing over the mask. And the answer blew my mind. The answer was peace. Would I trade in this mask, this disguise, this deception, this inability to be authentically myself for a sense of peace? 

It was a hell yes! A hundred times over. If you're going to give me peace in return then absa-freaking-lutley!! I would hand my mask over. And even just thinking about it now has got me in tears.

So I handed over my mask, and life has been so much richer since. While there have been challenges and trials, I can come back to the peace. I have never once been tempted to try and pick up my mask again. I love getting to be authentically me. Seen, known, loved for who I am.

So who are you? What mask are you wearing? Does the thought of giving up your mask freak the pants off you? For me it was an instant thing but I had been building up to it for a long time. Maybe you've been building up to it for a while too, Or maybe you’ve only just become aware of it and toying with the idea of a life without it.

If you're ready for that journey I'd love to support you through it.

Who are you, who are you really?