This one got to me.
I was at work proctoring Art Therapy. Now, I’m no fine artist. And, I’m no therapist. But, I can be present. And, I do the best I can. The assignment was to construct ‘vision boards.’ You know- those scrap collages of things you want to manifest into your life. It’s the other use for magazine scraps for all you non-serial killers / ransom artists out there… :P.
I guided the clients into an open, relaxed, meditative space (that I CAN do!) and then we began to free write. The prompt: “What do I want?”
Think about it. (I did.) What do you want?
And, here’s the jig. The more I thought: ‘What do I want?’, the more I got an answer back (from my internal chutzpah?) of ‘I am ____’ and ‘I have ___’. Now, maybe I just had a major infection of the gratitude bug but this felt lovely. To be really okay. With me. To have haves.
I am okay.
You are too.
Now, please remind me this the next time I’m complaining about boys. Probably in 10 minutes… Or, when I want more ‘ownership.’ (Or, when I am editing this post to publish. Sigh…) I do realize that ‘Wants’ and ‘Haves’ are not mutually exclusive. But, I’m okay.
We all are.