I do know that “acceptance is the answer to all my problems.” It’s page 449 in the (old) AA Big Book, and it always soothes me when I finally remember it. Well, first it pisses me off, and then it soothes me.
But it can take a while to remember each time.
And it’s true.
I somehow realized recently that I was wanting things to be different. Many things. Things, people, situations, myself, my emotions, my thought processes.
Many, many things.
Then, as if out of nowhere, my mind resounded with my lack of acceptance, with my wanting things exactly how I wanted them. With needing something or someone outside of me to change.
And I remembered:
“When I am disturbed, it is because I find some person, place, thing, or situation – some fact of my life – unacceptable to me, and I can find no serenity until I accept that person, place, thing, or situation as being exactly the way it is supposed to be at this moment.”
So, I let go. At least a little bit.
It’s understandable to want things to be different. It’s human nature, and I’m getting more and more comfortable with being human (instead of perfect).
But I need not to need things to change.
The only thing I can change is me, and I need to change to let things be. Let situations be. Let people be.
Let me be.
Put my hand on my heart and Love With All My Heart
Love me. Love you. Love them all. Love the world. (Love my yellow birds.)
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