A little while ago a woman next to me here at Starbucks shared some photos of an Indonesian restaurant she is going to. I salivated as a perused all the exquisite culinary creations….prawns, shrimp, lobster, green beans, succulent and fresh. I told her that she ruined my appetite for yet another lean cuisine awaiting the microwave.
If you’re far enough along in your awakening you have discovered that wanting love, acceptance and acknowledgement from others has more to do with insecurity than anything else. You realize more and more that this awakening is about self-love and self-acceptance. And it is more and more a solitary road.
Someone asked me recently who inspires me. I didn’t pause long before I responded with ”Me. I do. I inspire me.” They chuckled, and they pressed me again. “ Come on. Seriously. If you could pick someone right now who inspires you, who would it be?” To which I responded, “I’m not kidding, it’s me. “
Early this morning driving to Starbucks the sun was positioned on the horizon just low enough and just bright enough to create a distracting glare. Which was exacerbated by the greasy residue on my neglected windshield. I worried I couldn’t see well enough to drive. But suddenly I heard a woman’s voice, in a thick Southern accent, saying, “I got your back!”