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The Same Kindness

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I want to stop trying so hard to be good.
I want to just touch on
my own inherent goodness
and allow it to be enough
for this moment.
I can see our innocence.
I can see how much we try.
I can see that he is doing his best
and so am I.
Could I forgive him
for having this affair?
Could I forgive his mistress
for sleeping with a married man
who has two children and a wife
that he left to be with her?
Could I see her innocence too?
If I can allow others to be who they are
and do what they do
and love them anyway,
there is hope I can afford myself
the same kindness.

Just Ask

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I have this question bouncing around in my mind.
It has something to do with responsibility,
evolution, speciation, becoming, belonging.
It isn’t fully formed.
It’s just the feeling of a question.
And…
I’m not looking for an answer.
I just want to ask the question.
I want to know what it is,
find the words,
and just ask.

The Life That I’m Living

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I keep searching and searching for meaning.
I want to understand.
I think I’ve found something,
and the understanding melts away
to reveal still more questions
a deeper search, an endless journey.
Could I embrace the process of becoming?
Could I stop asking myself to arrive
and instead be content with each small step?
In the infinite realm of possibility
that is this Universe,
there is no end point,
just a constant cycling and recycling
of energy and experiences.
Even death is just another beginning.
So can I let go of the story
that I need some neat, tidy resolution
to the life I’ve lived thus far,
and simply love and embrace
the life I’m living right now?

What Tomorrow Brings

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It sneaked up on me again.
The grief took me by surprise,
and then it took my breath away.
And I found myself,
just minutes before teaching
a class on self-love,
hating myself.
And I was humbled by the irony.
And I was reminded
of my humanity.
And I felt flattened
by the massive flood
of emotions
threatening to carry me away…
And I taught anyway.
Afterwards,
as students thanked me
for a beautiful class,
I was thankful for their beauty.
Can I be thankful for my
big emotions too?
Can I be grateful
for feeling this deeply?
And can I even thank the one
who hurt me?
The one who left me?
The one who said I do
and then eight years later
said, I won’t anymore?
Maybe growing up
is the process of
asking hard questions
and living the answers.
Let’s see what tomorrow brings.

Opening to Bigger

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And so what if
I could hold myself accountable
for being the kind of person
able to create the kind of life
I’m really excited to be living?
What if I discovered my power
was in changing my perspective
when I could no longer
change my circumstances?
What if all the big questions
weren’t supposed to have answers,
but were instead just doors
opening to even bigger questions?

Called to Serve

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Thinking about expanding my offerings,
wanting to reach out, help out more,
and asking…
Whom do I feel called to serve?
The answer is…Everyone.
All beings.
The Earth.
Forests.
Animals.
Moms who are hard on themselves.
Children.
People who long to express themselves creatively
but who feel too scared..
People who want to escape the daily grind
but don’t know how…
Those who are suicidal
Those who are self-critical
Those who long to be free
of the constraints that were handed to them.
I feel called to serve everyone.
So now I ask
God, how do I navigate this?
How do I answer this calling?
And God says
Just keep breathing.
It will all be clear soon enough.
For now, do your practices;
breathe deeply. Trust. Have faith.
You are on the right track.