Getting Real

At long last I gave myself permission

to be full of myself –

to yell, to sulk, to whine,

to take up ALL the space,

to feel sorry for myself,

to be petty, to cry,

to sigh, to fly,

to justify.

And you know what?

A strange thing happened.

By saying yes to all these imperfections,

my heart relaxed, my vision cleared.

Perhaps now

I can have a real conversation

both with myself and with others.

                                                                                  JDG

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