Acceptance and love

That’s all I want to concentrate on; acceptance and love.

There is so much I can’t control in this life and if I could would I even want to? There is so much injustice and pain here. I can barely keep my own self in any semblance of control and serenity within; let alone anyone and everything else.

I woke up thinking about having full acceptance of everything and everyone. Doesn’t mean I have to agree or even like what I am accepting. But I feel that accepting life as it is helps me see it more clearly. It helps me understand it better. It helps me grasp more of what’s happening. Just letting myself fully absorb it and truly see it (for whatever it is and not what I want it to be or wish to see) is a good start.

Then once I can fully accept it all; then I want to approach it all with love. Knowing, of course, I have to start with myself first. I have to start with a deep calm, acceptance and appreciation with myself first. Then I can draw from that unending well of love to give to others.

Will I fail at this endeavor? Absolutely! Repeatedly. Unquestionably so. But I will pick myself up, dust myself off, offer myself forgiveness, acceptance, compassion and try again.

I do this for myself, but I also do this for the world and its future. The reality that I wish to leave my children and my children’s children and hundreds of generations forward.

It doesn’t have to be as it is now. It can be so much more. And it has to start somewhere, at some time. Spirituality is the way. I know this. And leading by example is key. Being the change. Being the way.

Not a simple goal, by any means. But rewarding and meaningful and worth it; absolutely worth it❣️


There are lies in the facets of everything that we see
That are telling us to be scared, when all we ever are is free
I’m letting go of the things that don’t serve me no more
‘Cause I am holy, and sacred,
And righteous, and true, and I deserve to be here
And so do you

I Am – Satsang


Voice of reason

I was wondering today why I have been surrounded by narcissist, pessimists and bitter people my entire life. I realize the world is full of them and they can’t be avoided but I seem to have close and inescapable relationships with them since birth.

Why, I can’t say for sure. But I do firmly believe we are all where we are for a reason.

And I think….

now more than ever the world needs voices of calm, reason, peace and acceptance. The world needs to be reminded of how much love we all carry in our hearts and that kindness and consideration can be and should be extended to everyone.

I know we can all be and have all been narcissistic, pessimistic, selfish, childish, irrational beings at one time or another. So we all understand those feelings and know how detrimental they can be. We know how insidious they can become.

And it’s up to each and every one of us to not just guard against it taking up root within ourselves but also be a beacon of hope to others mired in it.

We don’t do this through self-righteousness, lectures or taking harsh stands. We do this by example. Showing an example of the kindness we wish to see. Showing an example of the wisdom we wish to impart. Showing an example of the benefits of kindness.

And that’s why I suppose I’m here now. Why I’ve gone through what I’ve gone through. Why I’ve learned the lessons I have. To stand here today and be a voice of reason, even if only to myself.

Or maybe I have just had a shitty life because I’ve had a shitty life. Lol. Who’s to really say. And who’s to really care.

I’m not even complaining really, just making observations and trying to see some benefit and reasoning to it all.

It’s hard to grasp that sometimes, but being grateful helps clear some fog away and at least make things bearable and sometimes even enjoyable.

But then again I’ve always had a bit of a martyr streak in me. Which I’ve made peace with. And it makes me laugh when I take a stand for something, because I generally do it without any forethought. I just do what I think needs to be done.

Some fights I’m willing to pursue. Some hills I’m willing to die on. They give my life meaning and worth, even though they at times cost me greatly.

But hey…no one comes out of this life thing unscathed. Do they? 🀣🀣🀣