On ego, authenticity, and finding flow in the art of simply being.

Being in flow has me pondering quite a bit lately, in a good way.

There's a quote from Brené Brown that I absolutely love. She describes authenticity as the daily practice of letting go of who we think we're supposed to be and embracing who we are.

I've been sitting with this idea because sometimes I think our search for personal authenticity can actually defeat the purpose of what we're trying to accomplish.

Think about it. We spend so much time trying to discover our most authentic selves. We analyze our personalities, define our identities, examine our preferences, and search for the things that make us uniquely us.

But at what point does the pursuit of authenticity become another expression of the ego?