“The more our bodies fail us, the more naked and more demanding is the spirit, the more open and loving we can become if we are not afraid of what we are and of what we feel. I am not a phoenix yet, but here among the ashes, it may be that the pain is chiefly that of new wings trying to push through.” ~May Sarton, Recovering: A Journal
We go through phases of being self-conscious of our bodies, embarrassed by our thoughts, or unsure of our talents. We worry ourselves with what others think of us. We allow this concern to prevent us from being who we are. How long will it take us to realize what we think of ourselves is what matters?
Perhaps if we learn to dance with vulnerability, and hum along to her song, our hearts would open. If we allow our fears to flap in the wind like tiny birds will they fly away? Can you imagine the freedom of our souls once we find the rhythm to life’s music?
Today I wish to put myself out there…
to not censor the words I place on my paper/screen,
to not be ashamed of my tears,
to say the words no one dares to say,
to laugh out loud when no one tells a joke,
to dance where no music is playing,
to sing out of tune among the voices of melody,
to find the grace within the jagged exteriors of my soul,
to find what stirs deep within,
to be who I am without pretense or apology…
What do you wish for today?
The privilege of a lifetime is to become who you truly are. – C.G. Jung