Tears… they are the body’s most easeful way of moving emotions. I don’t have to know why I’m crying. I don’t need to know which cell memories are being washed away in the salty rivulets coursing down my cheeks. I don’t have to have a slideshow of the memories of the situation I was in when the emotions got bottled there in the ocean of me. I don’t need to know any of that when I am in concert with myself, when I am my own ally. All I need to know is I’m crying… and… it is perfect.
This morning, however, I am fully aware of the reason for my tears. I read a blog post over on offbeatfamilies.com and another drop of awareness, another drop of love, another drop of appreciation was added to the brimming brew of gratitude and I overflowed. I’ve Started Telling My Daughters I’m Beautiful is the holder of such a powerful message. While I’ve heard the cliche “Beauty is in the eye of the beholder,” I had never stopped to think about the fact that *I* am my own beholder and how I see myself is how everyone sees me.
The funny thing is, I teach that concept all the time – your life is YOUR creation, your relationships are a direct reflection of your relationship with YOU. I teach it. I know it. And, I had forgotten. This post was a reminder of that universal truth – YOU are what YOU think YOU are.
Thank you, Amanda, for writing a post that moved me to overflowing, that reminded me of my Divinity within and for whispering oh so lovingly that *I* have the power to change the course of my life.
