fetter free

it's impossible to describe how it feels to feel fetter free. doesn't matter if it happens at 59 or 29, the sensation would be the same. and i know it's impossible to describe because it's impossible for me to put into limited words the thoughts & emotions that have replaced the constricted darkness in my noggin.

joan chittister is utterly spot on when she writes in welcome to the wisdom of the world:

We miss one of the major lessons of nature when we can't see that just because a turkey doesn't fly long distances doesn't make it a failed bird.

after decades & decades of seeking answers, am finding it downright lighthearted to realize how easy it is for folks to focus so hard on failing to become what we want to be, we balk & bluster at being the best we were born to be.

Reality ~ we can't be what we are not. We can only become the whole of what we are and learn to accept it and learn to enjoy being it.

One thing we can do is begin to go about life differently. Life is not one thing only; no one's life is totally one-dimensional. We are ALL a great deal mor than the world knows us to be. So, when one dimension of life fails to work for us, we can take ALL of who we are and become what we must through some other way. We can learn to treat ourselves with the respect we struggle to get from others.

We, ourselves, must accept what we are if we want other people to value it, too.

Instead of trying to be what we are not, we must become the best, the happiest, of what we ARE.

It is the ability to spread happiness that moves the world, that gives a person scope, that unsticks me from the obsession on which I am stuck. We don't have to wonder if the gifts we have to give the world are worth giving. But we do have to DO something with the gifts we have ~OR~ risk the loss of them entirely.


rejoice in what i am, in what i can be, what i am called to be!