A conversation in the early morning light left me thinking about all this year has been.
Full of learning and growing,
It's been misunderstanding and reframing.
It's been love, time and time again.
It's been anxiety and fear, guilt and shame.
It's been honesty.
It's been asking questions of everything, scratching away at all the noise and finding out what's at the very core of this. What is important when everything you thought you knew implodes?
It's been letting go of everything I thought people wanted me to be.
Just be.
I'm getting more sure that every person is a great person.
I'm getting more sure that it's worth being kind to yourself as much as it is worth being kind to others. I'm getting more sure that you should say the things you're scared to say.
I'm getting more sure that we all pretty much want/need the same things, but we all talk about that and pursue that in different ways, and that's ok.
I'm getting more sure that stopping everything, lying under the stars and just looking at them is always a good idea.
What a wonder it is to live in this world. What a wonder to experience all of this. To fuck it up magnificently and then try again. How many times will I do this in my life? How many times will we all?
It's a great embrace, isn't it. We're big, we're small. We're everything, we're nothing. We're anything at all.
I feel it all.
