The Gift

21   Week of August 22 

Seed hatch, blossom bloom, fruit swell

Like waters rising in a well

Anticipation and trust my spirits lift

The power of myself: Life’s Gift.

Compare, compare, compare. I am not as successful as/as motivated as/as put together as…all the other people that I see around me. I haven’t written my book yet/ cleaned the attic yet/ gotten everything perfect yet.

No. Of course not.

Because nobody is like me. Nobody in the world. Nobody has experienced what I have experienced in exactly the way that I have, because nobody is like me. Nobody can replace me. Nobody can give the world what I can give the world. I am becoming, more and more, each and every day, my own unique self. And when I stop comparing myself with others, I can acknolwedge all that I have achieved, feel gratitude for all that I have recieved, and allow myself to keep striving to ripen into the next iteration of myself.

The acorns on the tree - do they wish they were sunflowers? Or are they surrendered to manifesting what the summer sun and rain has given them, to help them become simply what they are? Is their gift to be nourishment for this squirrel, to live and move in its body as it runs and climbs? Is their gift to provide shade to people yet unborn?

With anticipation and trust, I allow myself to be what I am and what I am becoming. Can you do this too? It is exciting to see what we will become when we allow ourselves to become ourselves.