Somewhere between waking and walking out into the so called real world we put on our mask. We get up, get dressed, groomed, eat breakfast, and head out the door. The person who walks out the door is not the same person who wakes up. Some of us are the sexy French maid or the clown with the squeaky shoes or the cheerleader or the grim reaper all hiding our truths from the other French maids, clowns, cheerleaders, and reapers. We never allow the other masks to see who we really are. And if we do show the other masks, we only take off one layer because nakedness is shameful to the soul.
But, what if nakedness is not shameful to the soul? What if nakedness is freedom into dancing with the moon? The mask then holds us from truly finding the freedom and happiness that is rightly ours. Held back because we all wear the mask of what the real world supposedly tells us is freedom; a real world that only exists in our own creation of conformity.
We choose to put the mask on everyday. We choose who sees beyond the layers and what layers they see. But how many of us truly revel in our nakedness? Who really shows the other masks that you are like them curious and searching for more? That you search for the freedom that they do.
Ahhh, but the masks say they are afraid to be hurt. Yes, masks I see and feel your fear. However, do you not hurt now? Are you not subjected to standards even with your mask of protection? To try nakedness is not to cause you more pain because the pain already exists. It is to shine in the brilliance that you hide from those around you.
Some masks may shun you, but those are the masks already causing you pain. Just maybe those masks want to find that freedom, but can’t find the strength to take the step you do. It is easier to shun than to dance in your nakedness. As your brilliance shines more, those painful masks will exit while a flock of nakedness will support you and love your brilliance as it is, completely unmasked.
Yes, my masks this is a struggle to completely open to your nakedness. But, we will start slowly. Layer by layer release the mask you have created. It may take years, but that doesn’t matter. The naked people see beyond the layers waiting for you to shine. They too have gone through the process and wait patiently until you are ready to release the last layer.
It is time for a mask revolt. Come masks and shed your layers with me so we can one day dance in our nakedness with the moon.