This thought is barely with me, so it’s probably not fully formed. It’s possible this is the only way (or one of the only ways) for it to fully form. Here goes.

When we are wrestling with a tension in our lives, something that causes conflict or confusion for us, perhaps what we’re really wresting with is an internal story or belief about ourselves. We may be projecting the inner-conflict onto the world so as to avoid having to look at something that scares us: what lies within these messy, complex beings that we call us.

Like I said, this feels unfinished (and may be even obvious, or not a thing at all). Yet, it felt like something to say.

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