My most dangerous self is the person God designed me to be. I would be dangerous in the sense that
-I would expect more from myself …which would lead to expecting more from others
-I would be going after my dreams, living out my purpose and of course that is bound to ruffle some feathers because real dreams are never safe
-I would inadvertently threaten those who continue to live out their lives in quiete desperation
-I would be taking risks, calculated, but they would still be risks
I originally thought of this post title in very simplistic terms…literally that if I lost weight then I would be my most dangerous self. I kinda cringe now at how shallow my thinking was regarding my body and life. Did I really think that women being threatened by my ‘beauty’ was the pinnacle of ‘dangerousness’? So silly.
Today, I understand that losing weight would just be a by product of a growth, a maturing into my most dangerous self….and the losing weight part is not even inevitable. But I do want the attitude/heart growth.
(people the craziness above is what happens when I write late at night – sorry in advance lolz)