Being human is tricky. We are inherently messy creatures – “perfectly imperfect.”
This year I give thanks for humanness. I spent the first half of my life in denial, completely overlooking the imperfections of others. Pollyanna? Unequivecally yes.
For most of the second half I roamed around in the clouds seeking the perfection of spiritual ideals, which of course is impossible unless you want to completely avoid relationships:)
For the rest of my life I hope to embrace the messiness of my humanity and of those around me. I’m still an idealist and have a clear vision of the inherent potential in all people and situations, but instead of clinging to the ideal, I now choose to relax into what is, knowing that the essence shines forth regardless of the form.
So this Thanksgiving I’m going to eat Turkey and try not to think about how it was raised. I’m going to let my belly bulge with the pride of being a true Kingsley;) And I’m going to practice forgiveness – giving forth regardless of what is given to me, knowing that I will practice it imperfectly.
God Bless and Happy Thanksgiving.Share on Facebook