As I sit alone in my room full of sunshine,
I love the world as myself.
I love this love- it is new
A choice to love myself for all that I am:
shy, honest, timid, deep, loud, trusting, sensitive, oblivious, daring, trusting, serious, slow...
I choose me. Other's perceptions matter a fraction to what I can carry in love and compassion, knowledge and quest.
It is good to be alone and I breathe a deep sigh of relief to feel this way again.
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2 comments:
You are never truly alone when you are with yourself. It's another facet of friendship and can open one's life in unimaginable ways. And, keep writing! xxxooo
Sue Pasquale
Sue, how true you are! Thanks for your message, and I am absolutely flattered you check in on my clog after such a long hiatus I took from writing! Hope you are well- Cassie
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