Archive | August, 2017

I am…

30 Aug

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I am. Two words. Two powerful words. The start of a sentence that could end several ways.  Two words that can give identity, describe a feeling, or tell a story.  Is there a right answer, though?  What is the right way to finish a sentence that starts with “I am”?  I wish I knew, but these are the “I am” statements that I’ve heard lately.

I am shattered.

I am not doing very well.

I am in a rut.

I am strong.

I am grateful.

I am wishing.

I am lost.

No, these aren’t all mine.  I really have heard most of these from others. However, we all question the ‘I am”.  And if you listen…people are trying to tell you what they are.  After a pretty rough summer dealing with what seems to be a never ending injury I wish would go the hell away.  This is what I am.

I am resilient.  I have times when I feel broken, but I will pick up and get through.  There is no other way to do it.  There is no giving up.

I am worthy.  I am worthy of being loved, thought of, cared for and yes, even missed. I am worthy of being strong. I am worthy of being happy.  Of being sure of myself. of loving without conditions and of having supportive friends and family when the going gets tough. I am worthy of being seen and accepted.  I am worthy of whatever identity that makes my heart beat true.

I am grateful.  For every experience and person who makes up the pieces of my heart.  I am grateful for every tear shed. For every memory that makes me smile.  Those pieces are there forever.  They make me who I am.

I am working on it.  There is no part of my story that ends with, I can’t. There is just work. Lots of work.  Lots of internal reflection. Tons of knowing the difference between holding on to things and letting go.

I am imperfect.  And I don’t pretend to be anything else.  Being imperfect means that I am a work in progress.  There is always something to strive for.

I am hopeful.  I am hopeful that I can accomplish everything I’ve ever wanted.  I am hopeful that things will make sense one day.  I am hopeful that I will be strong.

I am positive.  Positive that sometimes I’m not positive about anything.  But that everyday I take steps to rid my internal dialogue of negative.

I am capable.  of doing whatever my heart desires. Of climbing the mountains of my doubts and seeing what the view of overcoming them look like.  I hear the view from the top is breathtaking.

The truth is that I am not just these things, I am so much more.  The secret is, you are made up of all these things too.  I am inviting you to take my hand and climb to the top of the mountain.  I want you to see what the view looks like, too.

Don’t let the “I am nots” define you.  Life is more than all of the things you aren’t.  Love the people who see who you really are.  We are here for only a small amount of time…too fleeting for you not to show who you really are.

 

Until next time…

DP Babbles

 

 

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