And when you showed me the Brooklyn Bridge
in the morning,
And the people slipping on ice in the street,
two different people
came over, goin to work,
so earnest and tryful,
clutching their pitiful
morning Daily News
slip on the ice & fall
both inside 5 minutes
and I cried I cried
That’s when you taught me tears, Ah
God in the morning,
And me leaning on the lampost wiping
nobody’s know I’d cried
or woulda cared anyway
but O I saw my father
and my grandfather’s mother
and the long lines of chairs
and tear-sitters and dead,
Ah me, I knew God You
had better plans than that
So whatever plan you have for me
Splitter of majesty
Make it short
Make it snappy
bring me home to the Eternal Mother
At your service anyway,
these are the times that call for more than a little poetry, an ode to the old soul, and a little kitschy banter with old habits, regrets and self-judgment….may the game of life be real, light and full of heart…..
Most of us spend the better part of our lives creating and validating our worthiness or our value in the world by what is outside of us.
Internal validation is the descriptive essence of our soul. Income, status, degrees, and licenses can be stripped from us. But openness, passion, determination, truthfulness and other defining characteristics cannot be taken away.
Why then do we rarely describe the essence of who we are, rather than what we do or have?
Often, we feel that we are unworthy as we are. We may think we are worthy, but logic and feelings are widely different things.
Acceptance does not mean that you must love every aspect of yourself. It does not mean that you condone your flaws. It simply means that you are aware of them and have consciously chosen to withhold your self-judgments and self-criticisms.
Self-acceptance takes work and discipline. Maybe you learn self-acceptance through therapy or by allowing yourself Child’s Pose in Yoga when you need it. Maybe you learn it through heartbreak or failure.
However you do it, learning self-acceptance and validation is the one kind of work that can never be taken from you.
If you make the decision to accept who you really are and share that with the world, you will have an adjustment period in which you will have to learn to get comfortable with the uncomfortable.
The uncomfortable is breaking the bad habit that most of us have of not claiming who we really are. It is uncomfortable for many of us to be kind to ourselves.
As with breaking any bad habit, it takes vigilance. If you slip or forget, that’s okay, but it’s important to permit yourself a do-over.
So if someone asks me who I am, I’m going to say, “I’m an imperfect woman who has learned to accept her flaws and recognize that beauty dances with them.”……Lara Maurino
Open to Me, so that I may Open.
Provide me Your Inspiration
So that I might See mine.