Light

Different than a lightbulb going on–more like a veil being lifted, or sooty glass that was obscuring the light being swiped, allowing clear light to penetrate.  Feels fresh, weightless.

Here it is:
I never need to defend against words, mine or others’.
Words are never reality.
They are just labels put onto opinions and thoughts, sometimes appearing accurate, sometimes not.
But never, ever, do I need to defend the reality of me against words.

 
It is an amazing feeling of relaxation and ease to KNOW this, know it strongly enough for it to start to be habitual.  I have discovered that it is usually my own words in my head that cause me the most defensiveness and fear and shame.  

So, I hear the words, the ones I find easy and the ones I find difficult, and I let them all be, and then let them all go.  I am not good or bad, in fact, I am good and bad.  In fact, there is no need to even say that.  I am me, and I hold myself accountable, and I hold myself lovingly.

So that is all I have to say today.  Heh!