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Self-reflection

"The ocean knows it carries only the reflection; 
 Not the moon."
One summer’s night, I wrote a couplet: the above. 

The two-liner was merely a self-reflection exploring self-awareness and the nature of identity. Using this metaphor, I delve deeper into the understanding of my own self, beyond the surface level that is visible to the outside world. 

Just as the ocean reflects the image of the moon without actually possessing it, we too often project an image of ourselves that may not fully capture our true essence. The reflections seen by others, and even by ourselves at times, are mere glimpses of our deeper, more complex identities. These reflections can be influenced by various factors such as societal expectations, personal insecurities, and the roles we play in our daily lives. 

To build on that, to truly understand who we are, we must look beyond these reflections. This requires a journey inward, where we confront our true emotions, desires, and fears. It is in this introspective process that we begin to separate the reflections from the reality, much like the ocean knows the difference between its waves and the moon they mirror. 

Self-reflection is an essential part of personal growth. It involves asking ourselves challenging questions and being honest about the answers. What are my true passions? What values do I hold dear? How do my actions align with my inner beliefs? Through such questions, we peel away the layers of reflection to reveal the core of our being. 

However, this journey is not without its difficulties. It can be unsettling to face aspects of ourselves that we may not like or that we have kept hidden. But just as the ocean remains vast and calm, knowing that it holds much more than what is visible on the surface, we too can find peace in understanding that our true self is rich and multifaceted. 

The metaphor of the ocean and the moon also teaches us about acceptance. The ocean does not strive to hold the moon; it simply reflects it. Similarly, we must learn to accept our reflections without becoming overly attached to them. Our worth is not determined solely by how we are perceived but by the authenticity of our inner self. 

To me,  "The ocean knows it carries only the reflection; not the moon" serves as a powerful reminder to look beyond the surface and seek a deeper understanding of who we are. By embracing self-reflection, we embark on a journey toward genuine self-awareness, where we can appreciate the true depth of our being, beyond mere reflections.

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