This week I had lots of time to myself. During some of these hours I listened for inner wisdom.
Out of the blue I thought, rather than wish for acknowledgement from others I have the power to acknowledge myself as a winner, a smart one, one who has survived against great odds--a pretty wonderful person.
When was I taught that believing oneself is worthy, is respectable, is step number one? Surely I have been distracted, have forgotten that I was taught this.
I know that hearing that God loves me is supposed to be powerful. But so many who have said they love me, have done me harm. So, I am not always moved by a statement of love.
I can accept my life, the roughness of it, all of it. No matter what comes.
Out of the blue I thought, rather than wish for acknowledgement from others I have the power to acknowledge myself as a winner, a smart one, one who has survived against great odds--a pretty wonderful person.
When was I taught that believing oneself is worthy, is respectable, is step number one? Surely I have been distracted, have forgotten that I was taught this.
I know that hearing that God loves me is supposed to be powerful. But so many who have said they love me, have done me harm. So, I am not always moved by a statement of love.
I can accept my life, the roughness of it, all of it. No matter what comes.
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