So I went to write an evaluation of who I am now, because I feel like I need an accurate picture of where I am before I can figure out where I want to go. And I immediately hit a wall… How do you begin to write something like that? It’s so open-ended… I guess what you’re supposed to do when you don’t know where to begin is to write an outline, so here goes:
- History – what has gone into making me who I am?
- Spirituality – what do I believe?
- Relationships – how do I fit in with the other inhabitants of this rock?
- Philosophy – do I even have one?
- Health – emotional and physical
- Career
- Pleasures – What makes me happy?
- Values – what’s important to me?
- Strengths – what am I good at?
- Weaknesses – what do I suck at?
- Fears – what keeps me awake at night?
Hopefully it’ll be a little more managable that way.
Sounds like a good start.
it’s a good idea, be fearless.
get yr hands on ‘wild at heart’ & read that, it’s really good about being male.
shalom
I think this is a good idea, and I believe the world would be a better place if everyone did such a self-assessment, but ultimately, a man is defined by what he says and does, which is why so many young people have issues with their self-identity, or the lack thereof — they haven’t lived long enough to acquire meaningful data.
There is theory and there is practice. We may know how we feel and what we believe, but the true test of who and what we are is when our thoughts and feelings are put to the test under fire.
I really like the ethics class that my Wiccan high priestess friend teaches and requires her students of Wicca to go through before admission to her coven. She puts her student through hypothetical situations where they are not only required to give their response to those situations, but they must also answer why they respond the way they do. Granted, some of the senarios are unlikely to happen in real life, but sometimes that’s what it takes to make us face what we really believe about ourselves and others. It’s amazing how many people break down crying, or actually fail the class altogether.
Sometimes, it’s hard to face the fact that what we say we believe and who we really are can be two different things.