It’s so easy to expect myself to BE more than a human.
To chide myself for feeling disappointment when things go awry.
To demand that I NOT feel what I feel as the wheels fall off of my little red wagon.
Fortunately I am NOT so unfair in my assessment or treatment of others.
There it is always easy to see that, of course, who wouldn’t think, feel, or BE whatever…
And yet for myself this is NOT where I go. First, and sometimes even last.
Over the past couple of days here in my simple little Life and World things have blown topsy-turvy.
What I thought to BE firm has revealed itself to BE quite unsettled.
Yet I am NOT letting it take me there, “there” BEing someplace I generally go in times such as these.
My doom and gloom place where I pull my dress up over my head, hunker down in a pout, and BEgin to recite my litany of blame, shame, guilt, and regret.
I suppose I attribute this to remembering that I am “only” BEing human.
I am BEing a person.
I am feeling the normal and oh so common feelings anyone else would BE feeling.
It definitely helps to look at myself as I might YOU.
Or anyone I know and love…
I love you, Currie