Imagine I could see me as well as I see that flower.I could know my life, my worries, my universe. I could experience a we that was perfectly tuned.
We would have influence. We could show me possibilities, and can make harmony happen − good things, things that made people smile, things that made the world better, things that healed and helped, held hearts softly as they let go of misery and sad times.
Imagine the chance to be generous, the chance to have and give mercy. Imagine unconditional love as a way of life. Imagine forgiveness without having to earn it..
If I could spend one day with me, and find our way to a conversation . . . anything could happen. All I would need to do is look in my eyes and see me.
I want to see myself as I see that flower.
The rest would be easy.
−me strauss Letting me be
2 comments:
Liz, your post makes me remember that all of those things - forgiveness, unconditional mercy, harmony & possibility - really are in me. And they're in you, too.
I don't see myself like I see a flower either. But this morning I'm remembering that I need to allow myself to be seen by another as if I were that flower, and listen to what they tell me and consider its' truth.
Thanks for a provocative reflection on a lazy Sunday morning.
Hi Dawn,
I wanted to write about seeing myself and had to find a picture because it didn't work without one. So I chose a flower. Then the writing changed the things I said.
In some ways, I just want to see me.
You always find such depth. You make me go deeper. :)
I may write more about this.
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