Honor the mess…

The truth is – we take shits
and teeth rot

the truth is we wake up with stinky breath
and get wrinkly with age

we all go through loss
gravity will make coffee fall on your white shirt regardless of your race

LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL

Filled with magic and awe

but you know what it also is?

SAD
PAINFUL
MESSY

Honor the journey
There will be beautiful, fun, exciting days — and there will be difficult, sad, challenging days as well

Hold space for the journey
Find support when it gets hard

You are not alone

and it’s okay/normal/natural for there be moments of mess

Life is imperfect and no one has it together 24/7 365


Relax


Vulnerability isn’t my strong suit

I want to do everything myself, carry it all on my shoulder
Never be weak
Never be wrong
Never have to ask for help
Never be dependent
Never be seen in my imperfection

My ego burns with fury

and I just want to hold it so tight
so tight with my love
and say

“I love you just as you are. Angry. Messy. Crazy. Scared. Wild. Proud. Arrogant. You name it. I love you.”

My ego doesn’t even know what to do with this type of love;
Does it die fighting against it? Unwilling to bend. Standing for its right to be right simply because it can?

Or is it willing to release its grip?
Is it willing to open up and give in fully

Is it willing to be seen in all its light

the good the bad the in between
the beautiful, the ugly the average