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If you are pursuing your Authentic Life, it is perfectly normal to feel a little irrational. You are embarking on bringing not only a version of your Self to the world that has never existed, but also an impact that has never been felt. Your Authentic Life is not irrational. It only appears irrational to others because they do not understand what you know and feel. Your feeling of irrationality is not your own, but the projection of others onto you. Depending on where you are in your Pursuit, you might feel conflicted between continuing with the “rational” path that has been paved for you and the “irrational” path you will create for your Self. Follow the irrational. See you tomorrow and keep pursuing, JC |
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