To follow up on last week’s post, I offer you this….
What would happen if you stopped believing
All your stories of not-enough
not-thin-enough
not-successful-enough
not-nice-enough
not enough
time
money
energy
– even –
Not enough self-care. Not enough self-compassion. Not enough positivity.
What if you stopped believing all your stories about
how perfect
or imperfect
you
and everything
is.
And what if you stopped believing all the stories that tell you
that you would be more
if only you would do more
and that more is something you actually desire.
What if you stopped believing the stories that have you convinced that you are
broken in any way
– pathologized –
because of your sadness, because of your indecision, because of your joy, because of your flesh or your heart and all the other things
that might not actually be a problem at all.
What if
by abandoning those stories
– a smoking pile of untruths in your wake
you could belong more fully to yourself
and belong yourself more fully to the rest of us wild and flawed citizens of the world
we who are stepping into the tentative freedom
of singing our rebel songs
and writing our own stories
– the poetry of our wild and flawed lives
a lighthouse
for the tidal wave of a humanity
finally waking up to itself.