o god, help me believe the truth about myself no matter how beautiful it is.
-macrina wiederkehr-
"a grateful heart"
Day 18/31: what if we all believed the truth about ourselves?
seems so much easier to acknowledge the beauty in a dear friend, our precious child, a selfless samaritan than our own selves.
i think about when i feel the most beautiful...mostly after encounters with people i consider to be authentic and kind. maybe because the truth rarely has an audience. it is the people who fill you up that allow you to recognize your truth, because they see it in you, and reflect it back. and it's never the perfectionists. never, never. it is always the ones who aren't afraid to reveal their true selves, their short-comings and all. those are the ones who are worthy of sharing beauty, real truth with.
as i blend these vibrant colors on paper, i think about all the beliefs i have about myself...and some make me smile.
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