I awoke this morning with the most marvelous, utterly freeing, thought hovering over me...more in my heart or lounging in my thoughts...actually, it was more a feeling than a thought. The feeling of gratitude just whispered how blessed I am that I am no better than I ought to be, being me.
I petted and patted that thought for the longest time. It just kept feeling better, lighter, light-filled. It still feels so...I'm trying not to use freeing again, so I'll go for liberating...but freeing is the right word. Using liberating is like putting sequins on a baby's diaper...it might be pretty, but it just changes the thing.
I have my first blinding flash of the obvious grown up to be my heart's homemade acceptance prayer: Thank You that I am no better than I ought to be, being me. Amen.
I wish I could write music, I'd write that as a song and sing it for the world.
Thank You.
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