What a funny thing, to be incarnated as a human on planet Earth right now.
Connection feels good on regular days. Practice feels good on regular days. Love feels good on regular days. On hard days, connection, practice, and Love (which is autocapitalizing itself right now) feels amazing. Contrast is a mighty teacher. Relief is what we’re always looking for, reaching for a better feeling thought.
I am willing to see this differently.
I expect miracles.
Show me another way to live.
And with all of that, if there are tears to shed, we cry. Today I did. First though I almost got into two fights, one with an Uber driver and one with a manager at Forever 21. No need to fight, though. Breathe. Recenter. Cry.
Tonight I welcome grief, release, and relief.
On easy days I think of people I’m not talking to daily. On hard days I think of people I’m not talking to daily and I miss them extra. I get to experience miracles as my perspective shifts over and over again to appreciating the current connections I have today. I’m not alone. We’re not alone.
These are odd times and it’s ok to feel whatever is coming up: frustration, rage, fear, sadness. It’s also ok to look for light, humor, generosity, synchronicity, signs, symbols, shifts in perception, gifts of the present, and Love.
Peace begins with me.
Forgiveness begins with me.
Hope begins with me.
God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.
It’s ok to be here and there, dissociating, and returning to presence. It’s ok to not be ok. And it’s ok to be ok. This isn’t permanent. Life is temporary. Everyone’s best is a mess. More love, not less.