The Me that I want to be

The me that I want to be needs to be tended

I do not simply become kind or gracious or loving or humble or soft by letting the waters move me

For the waters are not kind or gracious or loving or humble or soft.

And as they toss me around my ego grows,

My heart hardens,

+ the lines on my face wear in.

The me I want to be requires intention,

mantras,

space to be + process + think,

stories that speak of life + hope + joy

I need less complaining and more celebrating

I need less fear and more love making

I need holding on for today and trying to be better tomorrow

I need all of this and more because

she

is

worth

it

She could change the world.

She is not without flaws but they do not define her

She is everyone she’s ever been touched by

She is everyone she’s ever loved

She is unburdened by their thoughts and feelings though she cares about them deeply

She is not weighed down by regrets of the past,

or fears of the future,

or paralysis of the now.

She loves hard, gets up when she falls, and makes a habit of apologizing.

I love her. I am her.

Or at least, I can be…

With intentionality