Let the Sunshine In

I woke up yesterday morning feeling like my dreams had spent the night trying to cheer me up.  Trying to show me  . . . Me.

It was a series of various scenarios trying to show me new perspectives of myself.

One, I was with a woman who I seemed to be good friends with in the dream, and we were out running errands or something.  She got a call from a friend who needed something.  When she hung up, she was venting and frustrated.  “God! It’s always something with her!  It’s not like with you, where everything feels like an adventure!”

Then she went off to help the other woman.  After she had gone, I went and sat in my car for a little bit, confused.  I was the fun one?  I was the one that she’d rather hang out with?  And because it was a dream, and dreams being magical in their own right, I opened up to the idea.

And just like I wrote about in my post To Love and Be Loved, I got to feel how the other person experienced and felt me.  It’s like my brain pretended my friend was me and vice versa.  And when the feeling overcame me, I thought . . . O.O  “Oh my god, *She* is so fun.  Everything *does* feel like an adventure.  And magical!  It took what was previously a cold, too real, sobering day . . . and made it feel fun and warm and sparkly.

Transitioning back to me being me, and her being her . . . was a little hard.  It was hard for me to own my own goodness . . . but it also felt really, really good to allow that possibility into me.  And I can’t say this word enough . . . but humbling.  Humbling in every sense of the word.  This is not false modesty, trying to say it was hard to own my goodness.  Me not believing deep in my heart that I’m a good person, has been my reality for a really long time.

{Pay extra attention here . . .  : ) —>}  It’s been my reality for a really long time, because I’ve been surrounded by others who really do not believe deep in their heart that they are good people either.

How many of you reading this, are *hoping* that you’re a good person . . . but deep inside . . . you’re not really sure?

And maybe there is a part of you that is kind of afraid of finding out the truth?

Well . . . just in case nobody has ever told you . . .

You *are* a good person.

Eh, so you’ve made some mistakes.  You’ve got some shadows wrapped around parts of you, making you believe temporarily that you’re less than perfect.

But underneath it all . . . you are a good person.

It’s never too late for a fresh start.  To shake it all off and try again.

Be tender, gentle, and loving with yourself.

And allow the idea to sink into you.

Let go of your judgments, guilt, shame, hurt . . .

And even if it’s just for 30 seconds . . . pretend that it IS true.

That you *are* loved.  That you *are* loving.  That all has been forgiven.

That you get another chance.  That you get to make new choices this time.

That nothing is set in stone.  *Anything* could happen.

You don’t know from moment to moment what might change . . . and that’s kind of exciting, because it means that something awesome you’ve never thought of could come out of the blue expanding your perception and experience of life.

I mean, what if you walked around the corner and ran into your favorite actor!  That would be surprising, right?  And would change your outlook on life for a little bit.

If you’re looking at life as this endless routine . . . then that can be kind of depressing.

But if you look at life as a “oh!  What might happen today?!” kind of way . . . then life will rise to your challenge.

It will go out of its way to find ways to surprise you and make you giggle.

Life likes to make us smile and giggle.

Life likes to play and have fun with us.  And so understandably it gets depressed when we stop doing that.

We keep playing the game of “pretend I’m not something amazing and shiny”.

And I don’t want to brag, but I’m kind of tight with Life, and it wanted me to tell you that that game is soooo lame and it doesn’t want to play it anymore.

So . . . there you go.  You’re being lame.

; )

A lamp post watching over two hot air balloons.

A lamp post watching over two hot air balloons.

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