What a week it has been….I saw the Indigo Girls with The Columbus Philharmonic…from the 3rd row.
They were amazing! Then there was one of my favorite Christmas presents…Tickets to see CHER! Not third row but still good seats. Not bad for a cell phone shot I think….
Then I saw a group called Black Violin. If you haven’t heard them google them or check out youtube. they have Facebook, twitter and Instagram. They were amazing.
Better then I could have hoped.
Then there was graduation….what a busy day that was.
However it was worth it.
Another dream fulfilled. I am truly blessed. I’m the one with the thumbs up :0)
As I sat with my classmates and I looked around I wondered if everyone was thinking the something. Now what? I know I am looking forward to reading a book that does not include a quiz the next day or a comprehensive exam attached to it at the end 🙂 I am looking forward to a little R&R before I have to figure anything out. I hope to work on my photography this summer and to get my house in order. I have neglected it just a little bit. I want to work on me. To be the me that I am intended to be. Who Am I here is a poem that has helped me out a lot along my journey…..
I AM ME – POEM by VIRGINIA SATIR
In all the world, there is no one else exactly like me.
Everything that comes out of me is authentically mine,
because I alone chose it
– I own everything about me:
all my actions,
whether they be to others or myself.
I own my fantasies,
I own my triumphs and successes,
all my failures and mistakes.
Because I own all of me,
I can become intimately acquainted with me.
By so doing,
I can love me and be friendly with all my parts.
I know there are aspects about myself that puzzle me,
and other aspects that I do not know–
but as long as I am friendly and loving to myself,
I can courageously and hopefully look for solutions to the puzzles and ways to find out more about me.
However I look and sound,
whatever I say and do,
and whatever I think and feel at a given moment in time
is authentically me.
If later some parts of how I looked, sounded, thought, and felt turn out to be unfitting,
I can discard that which is unfitting,
keep the rest,
and invent something new for that which I discarded.
I can see, hear, feel, think, say, and do.
I have the tools to survive,
to be close to others,
to be productive,
and to make sense and order out of the world of people and things outside of me.
I own me,
I can engineer me.
I am me,
and I am Okay.
Here is to the next chapter of my life and to being me. If you dream it you can be it!