The Truth About The Truth

The thing about the truth

is you only know your own

It is what we desperately run from 

and to 

The best place to react against 

the most vulnerable way to live 

Simple 

and confusing

Heavy

and light 

Obvious 

and hidden 

Inside the truth 

every single time 

is you

“Truth” is my mission for 2025. Such a simple yet challenging word to practice. I stumble every day trying to do so. 

I’ll start by saying that I’ve struggled with this blog post; from the first word in the poem (a rarity) to the “P.S.” section at the bottom. I keep typing and deleting, wondering if I should skip this blog post altogether. 

But that wouldn’t be truthful. How ironic. 

The thing is that I’m not a pro in this department, hardly experienced really. I’m learning as I go. And that stirs up a lot of feelings: fear, insecurity, confusion, to name a few.

What I’ve come to realize about asking myself, “What is the truth?” is it helps me understand my quick reactions. It gives me the grace to try again, or pause or backtrack to a space that feels better. 

Example: I consider not publishing this blog post, skipping to the ones I feel more sure about. The truth? I’m worried my writing won’t come out right; that I’ll sound scattered, unclear and stupid. My response to the truth - Yeesh, that’s harsh, Tore. Take a breath. Remember that this is all part of your unfolding. The more honest you are with yourself, the more you can be with others. And isn’t that the whole point of this space? For us to be in truth together? 

Do you feel the softness is this response? 

It is so easy to hide from our truth. It feels safer. But, what if we let ourselves be seen. First by ourselves. And then by one another. 

What would life look like then? 

I see wildflowers. Everywhere. 

P.S. Fear keeps us from the truth. Freedom is bigger than fear.