BEING HUMAN

     Being human is hard work, with all of our sensitivities and ailments, our grand emotions, our egos and manipulations, our resentments and tears and our need for sleep and food; our hunger for love. In some ways, we are a pitiable lot.
     But we also have our joy and glory, our sensibilities and laughter and hope. We have potential and fine dining and soft sheets and bodies that move and feel and stretch... 
     We are a mix of love and fear, of human desperation and high spiritual aims. And maybe, ultimately, it's the mix in us that makes us so wonderful and beautiful. Maybe it's the mix that keeps us going and carries us forth.

I accept and appreciate the mix of me. I appreciate who I am, and who I am not.