Getting to know ourselves from within is a never-ending journey...no, accepting what we have gotten to know about ourselves is never-ending, at least as far as I'm concerned.
I know, and have known for too long, that I have little to no patience with people on TV who...and you can fill in the blank. People period. Then drop the "on TV" because who's kidding whom...I can be sitting with a group of people I love, and if one of them scratches my perfect spot, my mind sits up, judges, and does a silent rant then or later...or then and later.
Now I know that about myself...have tried to change/stop it...have offered it to God (who apparently doesn't want it either)...the only thing left is acceptance. But, hey, a little bit of snark never hurt anybody...or, to sound a tish more spiritual, gives one humility. (It's a pity "sound" doesn't equate with "be.")
But there it is...my truth. All this is because I just watched a man on TV be a flaming...um, a bit more human than I care for. And I immediately started beating me up for being me. It may be pitiful but it sure is me. And here's me getting an attitude about it now. I love me.
Thank You.
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