Wednesday, January 10, 2007




I just love being amongst these beautiful humans ......... in the social time, not just when I am leading the sessions or whatever.

It all rolls into one beautiful experience and it is hard to end - and then another group step through the door as I feel the sadness of seperation ....

.. being away from home again means I must hit the zedz bed sometimes but never EARLY when I am away ....... but then when I get home I am tired more than the usual at the slowing of the day.



I feel;
Beautiful Imperfection


Tonight I feel a bit more of the latter than the former.
NOW ...... I know that this is a feeling.
Feelings are real.
And important.
What I do know - believe - own - be - is
....... I am .......

beautiful and imperfection.

Sometimes I feel more beautiful than imperfect.
Ha ....... that is just a feeling too!
I smile at the thought ......

The worst thing ...... is when we do not accept the beautiful % in us.
That means the whole of us is 'not ok' .
It can be like freezer in our soul - with the door open.
Still beautiful but not in touch with our beautiful self.

I have no need to talk about this in a smug way.
I was around about forty years old before I could
feel
and
think
and
say .........
"I am beautiful."




I could go on and click more ...........
....... but I think,
if you have been clicking this way for any time and scrolling with me, ........
I think you will have enough clues .......



it is not the iPhone which is beautiful
it is you .........
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you
are
beautiful
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