Sold my voice recorder today and this is what I found on it before I erased it.. me talking to myself intending to make a podcast 2 years ago. What do people who are dying think about? I don’t know about others, but this is what I was thinking about… seeing every day as being a gift, not wanting to waste my life, ashamed, how to “get myself out of this”, not wanting my life to be meaningless, and especially wanting to BE the real me.
My purpose is just to love, to be an example of unconditional love and compassion. That will either be the beacon of light or the seed that is planted that people don’t “need” to suffer. To show them that they have a choice. Red pill. Blue pill. And accept whatever journey they have come here to experience, in whatever way fits best for their own evolution. Because they are me, and I am them. Their perspective/perception and experience is just as valid and part of this whole thing as any. I am here to help those who “want” to experience it without suffering because that’s my super-power to share, that’s what I came here to learn, and that’s what I share as I learn. xo
Today Im caught up on thoughts that do not serve me. I dont know how long I have left, but whether its hours, days, months or years.. I want to live my truth. I choose to love fully. I choose to speak from a loving place. I choose to care deeply. I choose to be myself. I choose for people to know the real me not the mask that I wore all my life. That however long I have left in this experience, I choose to share who I really am, to be me.