A new me has arrived on my doorstep right on schedule. Wow. Who would have thought I would finally understood a simple fact. If you are wondering what it is, it is this. When I choose to love myself, I am loving the universe. All compartmentalization has ceased and it is about time.
Not only that, I owe no one an explanation about anything at any time. Gone is the need to justify my life to myself.
Conscious self-love, hello.
I have shivers these days and I am not cold.
This is not puppy love but an old dog receiving new wisdom straight from the source.
I am drinking from the fountain that will never run dry.
Yip, pee. I mean yippee.
Humor helps dissolve the guilt and shame that I have been carrying in my backpack way too long.
I am jumping off the cliff right behind the backpack. Call me a fool.
I am looking out for myself for the first time and it feels good.