There is a time and place for everything and in that is a way of being, a way of behaving and a place to rest knowing that what I have achieved is not all perfectly clear, but I am who I am and in that I can be pleased to know myself and be proud.
Who am I to complain when another more powerful me exists, supports and provides so that I can be on Earth and survive?
Who am I to suffer humiliation and shame when I am no more than a miniscule speck on an ocean of other more valid material bursts of fame?
Who am I when the life I have had is over and another replaces my space, place and appreciable view?
Who am I to endeavour to pass by this way without valuing that ride with sincere appreciation for having the courage to pursue that path regardless. I did so anyway to venture to know, understand and grow wiser for choosing to go and become more aware.
August 19th, 2010
Tags: Being