Being Human

Once again I am reminded that I am first and foremost human. The thing that comes with that is to acknowledge what being human means. Not just being human in the sense of what the world says that is, but what I find inside. I find that at this moment (and I fully mean this moment) that I have emotions and guess what blog readers? Pretending that I'm better than them, stuffing them deep inside solves nothing. Letting them come and own what is truly going on. That is a part of being human. Being a woman with feelings but not making anyone else take ownership of them. Seeing that happiness is only one feeling and there is a huge spectrum of emotions just like the color spectrum.

Now I find that the divine is always giving me little nuggets of love and messages in anyway I am willing to receive the message. Today it was three distinct ways.

1) Music:

"Rescue is Coming" by The David Crowder Band

And there's nothing wrong with you  

And nothing left to do  

But believe something bigger  

And there's nothing wrong with love  

I know it's just enough to believe
Don't give up now 

A break in the clouds  

We will be found  

Rescue is coming now

To dance and be excited about what the universe has given me today. To embrace the cool fall breeze on my skin in my car. To throw my hands up in the air, like i just don't care, and dance as if no one is looking. And honesty who cares if they do?

2) Finding out that my mother in law is moving into town within the month. Which brought the anxiety of what if she does not like me. The fear that I actually have not met this woman in person. She will be staying with us (oh god the house) etc. And once again reminded that there is nothing I can do about it and she'll have granddaughter on her mind anyways.

3) The beauty in humility and a white chip (this one is a continuation but I know the universe is already rockin my world with that one). And I mean the absolute beauty. Bare naked, balls to the walls pure beauty of utter humility. And reminded that there is always beauty in the darkest of times, whether we accept life on life's terms or not.