I was driving and listening to the poetry of Michael Franti and Spearhead... something about his voice and words touch a part of me in a way I cannot quite express. The song that hit me between the eyes was "What I Be" .
It struck me as so simple. What I be is what I be. I am who I am. Imperfect yet perfectly so. Striving to be more. Yet, satisfied with the now too. Doing what I need to even when I want to avoid it. Being strong in my own 'gut' and inner knowledge that I have to do what I am doing. Do I love some one? You bet. I am learning to love myself. Really love me. Not just acceptance of my faults and imperfections but to love those cracks and fissures too. As much as I grow, change, and become better -- what I be, IS what I be. Who I am is who I am. And that is who I must be. No one else.
And that is enough. I am learning to accept it. As I accept others for what they can give, and what they cannot. There is nothing I want more than those around me to have the strength to BE just as they are. Not bend and change to my will or needs, but instead to be who they be. And be more of them. Focused in the strength of their individual power and uniqueness. To revel in the beauty of the moments, the world, the opportunity. When I think of those I hold in great esteem, it is those who dare to be. Just as they are. To bear what comes with that and move on. I may not like all facets of what or who they be, but I love them all the same. And the cool part? The love you receive from others in the place of acceptance is whole. strong. pure. secure. knowing. awesome. You don't fear losing it from these people, what we have is just more. It's base is so different than people who come and go... not that they are any less important or make less impact. Its just that those people you share this connect with are like direction on a compass. When lost, they remind you of what you be. Help you find north again. Set your ship back on course.
What I be, is what I be.
