Standing naked and accepting my image. It’s having no requirement for my perfection or my shame.
Being me is validation enough. To know I am strong, courageous and imperfect each and every day. That I can challenge myself in the arena of self doubt, not mattering if I win or lose but that I showed up.
Validation is an honest truth that doesn’t embellish but exemplifies honesty not only with myself but with others too. Can I come to the table prepared to stand for myself but be generous enough to give what I am to everyone else that sits with me? Learn to share our imperfections not in shame or judgement but in empathy and compassion.
My hand reaches out to the mirror image and across the many tables I travel to in my life; in belief that I have, as Brene’ Brown states, a strong back, a soft front and wild heart.
I validate myself today.
Could you imagine if we did read each others thoughts? The merging of continued insanity that would surround us.
I would like to think we are positive people on a planet of positive choices but I tend to believe not as much as I would like it to be so.
We are so complicated, unsteady and in pursuit of instantaneous gratification most times. Our thought move like a pin ball machine on steroids and we are so unaware. Could you imagine if beings from another planet came into our solar system what they would hear. Multitudes of misguided human beings on a planet of choices but mostly unsure of themselves.
We are definitely not authentic nor minimalistic in our pursuit of happiness. I mentioned complicated, in need of instant gratification and in denial of our truths. Who speaks truth? We all do don’t we? I wish. We speak a truth that condemns others for not saying what we want them to say, do what we want them to do and then all we can think of is to stomp our feet and scream why me. Our children have a better sense of who they are then we adults do. Baby boomers, we are out of our league here, we need to let it go. Gen X’ers great ideas but lets get out of the past and into forward thinking. So many generations of smart thinkers but in need of forward movement into new ideas. A way of thinking that doesn’t put us on pause but to have patience to see a better way around the mountain.
No one knows for certain an exact way of doing things. We need to work together to find a forward movement into a future of no regrets, no indulgence of the past and of course no blame on a prior generation.
I may be older, I want to believe I am wiser in the ways of a mature person. I chose to converse with everyone, accept everyone on their own terms and refer to a new and existing existence on a planet of multiple choices in which we live healthy, happy and can’t wait for tomorrow to come.
Lets send a message to the universe that we are a great planet of super humans in love not with ourselves but our planet. The gift of receiving is full of joy and not materialism, instant gratification and unhealthy living.
I said my peace for today.
Somedays I just want to be Alice.
But first I have to find her and ask her who she is? Where she lives and what she does.
How do you survive in this world of controversy. Find a new path that has better choices and more freedom to become and not just be, in a box.
Where are you Alice? Are you under the tree of enlightenment? On a path to glory, one of unconditional ideas? Please tell me its not an illusion.
How do you do it?
We know about the tree, the hole and Wonderland but do we believe. I think that’s half way don’t you?
Do you have a trip map? How did you find this place? Did someone one else whisper it in your ear. Can you help me find that person if one exists?
It’s all about freedom, I think. The freedom to let go. The freedom to think consciously and not to fear, what we don’t yet know.
Hey Alice can I call you. You are unlisted and I need your number, no one else understands.
I have put it out there on social media and if you see my blog come find me and show me how you did it.
Thanks Alice in advance. I won’t be waiting though I will be adventurous and keep looking in the meantime. Maybe for me its a pocket of air I can slide into and find my own paradox. Maybe we can meet sometimes and exchange notes about our adventures.
I think I will go now and find my own Wander Land.
We need a new vision.
Not a recycled vision with a new name tag or sentence structure.
We keep recycling the old into new versions of itself.
It’s life yada, yada, yada…
Sounds new, there’s a new person, is it really newsworthy?
I want it to make it better.
So I have decided to become deaf, yet see more.
To speak a different language, positive and truthful, make it my truth.
Believe that consciousness matters more than making money or having a bigger house.
Take away the commercials that drive me to the nearest chain store.
I will eat more naturally, love more deeply a country in trouble and believe there is a better way.
Together we can conquer and live a new version and a new vision.
What is the difference?
What choice do we have? We have many.
To define oneself is to be true.
To defend oneself is trying to find the truth in a convenient lie.
What is a lie? Is it defending your truth because you cannot speak it?
What is truth? Your own voice speaking out, without interference?
What do we know? We know only what we believe to be true.
Define yourself, in words.
Defend yourself, in words.
What do your thoughts tell you?
I once heard a person say that evil can create evil but good men defend the bad in them to make is become good. Define this. You cannot.
Stand up. Stand up for yourself in truth by defining your true nature, without pause. Make it your truth because it is yours and not another to defend theirs.
We all have viewpoints. Places we stand and look out at the world we see. We have insight, insightful ideas and visuals to see the world through our own perspective. What does this world look like to you? Close your eyes for a moment and see for your self.
Is this a world full of desires not met, ideas that cannot be maintained or false thoughts of days gone by. Do you stand on a mountain top and find the fog to great to see anything or maybe find it too stormy to stay.
Does your world look fearful? Are you afraid to walk a different street because you never have done that before? Maybe for you to have a different idea, one that gives you perspective instead of why do I?
Sometimes we have to see differently, speak a different set of words based on something new or command ourselves to make our feet walk. Sometimes its easy and most of the time its a lot harder than we envision it to be. Why do we get stuck? Why do we climb the mountain and not look over the edge to see below. Can we command the sun to shine on a rainy day?
I believe we can. I believe we can just by imaging it to. Why not close our eyes and think a different thought. One that has a clarity to a better way. See policy as just another thought that was there and now you command it to be gone. Not all things are equal but we can find balance in directing ourselves to see both sides at the same time.
Invite the problem in and take care of it. Open the door to your fears and give them a warm hug. Bring peace to a situation by not allowing it to control the experience. Say NO to what you do not want.
It’s hard to walk up a mountain. The terrain is easy in the beginning but harder as you get nearer the top. Boulders and roots block your way like indecision blocks the inner voice from revealing itself. Once you see the sky again you get excited to complete your task; you may forget about how hard it has been and run the rest of the way. You may also take your time and contemplate how you made it but revel in the idea that you accomplished it when you see where you have come from.
Do it for your own sake. Do it for you. You are the only one that can make changes, find balance, and avoid pitfalls. Release those expectations that you have to follow a leader and climb the ladder yourself. It’s all good. It’s your story in which you invite others to hear.
It’s about belief, it’s about honour, it’s about the glory of the mountain top and finally seeing there are so many others up there with you enjoying the scenery.
Stuck between two without a middle? Are you polarized? One season can enter and another exits, do you question where they go? Being content with ones’ condition doesn’t mean you are unconditional. Facts are we tend to find too many things to control and condition.
The earth moves to the echo of its own sound. The ocean tides when the moon turns her head long ways into the sun. Weather patterns are content with each other in opposition, we huddle in our homes unprepared to walk outdoors.
A baker bakes a loaf of bread. He watches it rise to the occasion, fired by heat. With pride he admires his creation only to turn his head and start over. He never questions the ones he throws away , he just starts over.
How many mistakes are made in a day? How many revelations are sought in conjunction with those same mistakes? Do we care or are we daft to the bird that perches on our shoulder? The whispers are clearly stated and unburdened. In truth we shrug our shoulders and walk away from what would be safe.
Heaven can have mountains. The mountains heaven moves are invisible, its energy like the wind, blows away the debris. We shut our windows in case the dust flies. Heaven is a state of mind. A place where the mind empties out and refills in constant motion. Thoughts draw pictures, black and white. Thinking makes them colourful.
Belief is undetermined. Bliss is unconventional. Words are nonsense unless you find value in the letters put down on paper. I am an ending to a story half told only to continue if there are listeners, tomorrow.
Do you really understand? Or deaf to the knowledge we are born with? Can we remain untethered to make important discoveries later on in life? Perfect and whole our view is smudged until we remember to get out the windex. The clarity is looking through the glass, outside.
Let the sun shine. Let it warm your bones. Turn about to see you are not the reality but the realism of your hearts desire to constantly change.