I’m not sure what it is I want to write, what wants to flow.
I guess I’d like to start off with:
I am in love with this life.
Enamored.
Captivated.
Over the moon.
This is the best thing that’s happened to me,
and it keeps happening.
Every day.
Every breath.
Every moment.
The amount of love and joy and well-being in this place is outrageous.
Absolutely nonsensical
and yet, so right.
It is my complete privilege to be here as me.
To be here now.
I guess that’s what I want to say.
There is no “in spite of…” or “even though…”
It is all part of it,
this glorious dance of joy and love.
Everything made perfect here
and now.
For my expansion, growth, and delight.
I surrender again and again and again to this dance,
losing myself again and again and again to myself,
to God within,
to the fun of it all.
There just is nowhere else to be,
to revel here, in me.
So here I am,
just strolling along my strange journey,
that I set out to walk,
wandering yet never straying.
Here I am,
living, being, thriving.
