Mirror Images

I don't want to judge and I have to stop the urge. It is everything outside of myself that must exist somewhere within.

Is it me that really feels weak?

Is it me that really can achieve more?

Is it me that is afraid to step out on my own and from under my excuses?

Could that be me pointing my finger at others instead of tending my own garden?

I think at times it is I too that doesn't recognize my own beauty -- inside and out, as I speak indifferently about others. I try to create things with money, travel, and clothes.. when they really don't matter. In my next breath... I mention how ridiculous that is when I witness it elsewhere.

What I seek is to relax and enjoy all that I am, all that I have, and spread it within the world. Every once in awhile I should just turn off the noise in my head and just really be with me. I'm abundant and need to connect with that. It's time to leave home -- to forge my own way. I trust that I know me, but I feel trapped in the home that raised me. Like I have to escape-- things that don't hurt me-- but that which I must grow out of.

I'm at an uncomfortable crawl at this time in my life and I think that I'm reflecting that outward. I see how to walk... I see how to run... yet I'm not always sure of how to start the race. In my own bubble I can judge those like me. But they are like me because they mirror me-- and I'm starting to see that more clearly. The image is not what I imagined it to be-- but maybe that's the blockage that has blinded me. When I allow myself to be objective when it comes to my own actions and thoughts... I can make astounding changes.