The other day I found myself nervous about giving someone a ride. I started thinking, what are we going to talk about? What am I going to say? How's this going to go?
Then I asked myself: Who's nervous?
And I realised it wasn't the real me - it was my ego. The part of me that wants to be liked, prove I'm okay and avoid looking foolish. Who I really am has nothing to prove and nothing to lose. I can simply be present, enjpy the person and see what unfolds.
The question - Who's nervous? - liberates me. It separates the truth of who I am from the story my ego is telling me I am. And in that space, I get to choose: Do I want to live from fear and the need to prove myself, or from the freedom to simply be?