2017 miles Day 191

A Tony Garcia message for you to start your Wednesday.....................

This. A whisper from my heart.

This. An open letter. Fill in your blank.

Dear __________,

I don't want just your beautiful.
I want your messy.
Your tired.
Your scars.

I don't want just your perfect.
I want your imperfections.
Your flaws.
Your chaos.

I don't want just your easy.
I want your "this is too hard".
Your burdens.
Your struggles.

I don't want just your "got it all together".
I want your disheveled.
Your untucked.
Your "I'm about to lose it".

I don't want just your calm.
I want your storms.
Your darkness.
Your turbulence.

I don't want just your pieces.
I want your everything.
Your wholeness.
Your all.

I want. Just you. For this, is to love.

Love, Me

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As I read and reflect on Tony Garcia's message today, I took a closer look at Me ............... 

The first stanza, beautiful and accepting tired, messy, scarred.  I'm not one to wear make-up or try really hard to fit the magazine image of beautiful, but I do want to appear to be all put together,  the one who is tireless.  I put on my mask and cover the messy and scarred.  I wear the mask beautifully.  Self-image ... how do I see Me ... how do I want others to see Me?

The second stanza, perfection and accepting flaws and chaos.  I am not perfect.  I have flaws.  I have chaos in my life.  I do not want others to see these flaws, this chaos, so I hide behind my mask.  Self-image ... how do I see Me ... how do I want others to see Me?  

The third stanza, easy and accepting that life has burdens or struggles.  On the outside it appears that there is nothing that I can't do.  The reality???  I hide behind my mask of confidence.  Self-image ... how do I see Me ... how do I want others to see Me?

The fourth stanza, "got it all together" and accepting out of control.  There are very few people in my life that I allow to see me untucked.  This is a mask that I have welded tightly.  It is a mask that I wear and wear proudly.  I let my mask down only to a select few.  This is who I am.  Self-image ... how do I see Me ... how do I want others to see Me?

The fifth stanza, calm and accepting storms, darkness, and turbulence.  I ride a roller coaster.  Most of the time my ride is calm and easy and then I sabotage my ride.  The darkness, the storms, the turbulence take over.  I hide behind my mask and hope no one sees my struggle.  Self-image ... how do I see Me ... how do I want others to see Me?

As I reflect on Me this morning does it really matter how others see Me?  Actually, the answer is no.  The important thing is how do I see Me.

When I look in the mirror, who do I see?  What mask am I wearing?   Will I take down the masks or keep hiding???  Will I continue to hide myself from me?  Will I be able to accept all of Me, not just the good, but also the not so good ..........................  I think so.  Because to love Me, is to love all of Me.  Not just the good stuff.