I wonder at my writing here again. Looking for attention or approval?
Can it be something more or less
Reaching out in my humanity for some subtle connection of community or humanity
I don't know why, and i can stop the thinking, for now.
I am grateful for everything, even though it is really just not fighting what is,
gratitude as surrender to this constantly shifting experience.
On moment happy, the next crying, learning to let go of all ideas of "what's right".
This simply is. All the joy and suffering, mine and the worlds.
It is, I am. somehow willing to submit to this now
instead of the violent self hating that is resistance to "this".
I can love what is, if only moment by moment.
as rumi says
Say yes,
Quickly.
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