no condemnation

I have just discovered something beautiful. A space where there is no condemnation no judgement. Just love and acceptance. My friend Sam introduced me to the concept in a conversation we had a few months ago. Something about this idea stuck with me and it began to grow and blossom and take hold in my heart. No condemnation, no judgement, no feeling less that perfect because of anything I have thought or anything I have done. No condemnation, just a state of innate worthiness, nothing that I have to deserve or earn something that I have simply because I let myself have it. I allow it into my life. Deep constant unconditional love. No ifs, no buts, just love.

It is a simple yet radical change because not many of us have known unconditional love. The very first time we came across love in the form of our parents for the majority of us, it came with conditions. I love you and will only continue to love you if...., I love you but...

In the course of time we learnt to look at ourselves in the same way. I love you but... I would love you if...

We took it for granted that others would see us the same way and they did. For the longest time we held a certain illusive image of perfection for us to acheve and then only then would we be worthy of all the love and acceptance that we so longed and yearned for in our lives. In as much as I have learnt to truly love and accept myself a part of me still looked at love as something that I needed to earn or deserve. Until I finally got it.

No condemnation means I don't have to wait for anyone else to create that space where I feel totally loved and accepted so that I can know myself to be worthy. I can start where I am and begin to let it in now. I can stop judging and condenming me. I can stop hanging around people who judge and condemn me. I can stop waiting for the world to change so that I can fully love and accept myself. I can just do this here, now. Love and accept me. No condemnation.

I finally get it. Isn't that beautiful?

Breathe

I need to breathe more. I feel this urge to go out take a giant leap, push my shoulders back and just let the air fill me up and carry me, infusing every single cell and every single pore with a life affirming breath of fresh air.

I need to breathe more. Right now it feels that I breathe just enough to keep me alive. I long for more than just being alive. I want JOY and FREEDOM and PASSION, everywhere I look the world is brimming with it. People are walking aroung living and breathing their life purpose and I feel like I'm gasping for air. Taking in just enough to keep me alive in quick short successive breaths and no more.

I need to breathe more. And air like abundance swirls around, around me and I consciously deliberately take in one huge breath and then another and the sweet relief and sense of liberation pours over me as the angst and tension and anxiety wash away with my outbreath. The air around me, not in the least bit diminished by my larger intake of breath, rushes in to fill me up again and I shrug my shoulders with a smile and let it in. I take one breath, and then another and another. This is more than just surviving. This is living.

I can.

I need to breath more and I can. Life delivers to me everything I ask of it and not an iota more. I get to choose. Quick short gasps of breath, or long deep life infusing gusts of air. I'm letting it in.

I can.

How absolutely refreshing it is to know this.