Tonight I face myself again

Tonight I face myself again. And I see my humanness as I haven’t seen it in a long time. I see my incredible depths and my bright shallowness. I see my selfish glee and my altruistic compassion. I see my joys and my sorrows, yet I am strangely untouched by everything. Tonight I see myself as a human, and individual, an entity of thoughts and feelings and wants and needs and abilities. Tonight I am absolutely free from being, yet inescapably bound to myself. I am powerful beyond imagination, yet vulnerable beyond description.

I shout out my humanness, I embrace my uniqueness in the same way I nurture my sameness. I revel in the knowledge that I am different from all others, yet exactly the same as my peers. Tonight I believe in my ability to change the world, whilst being comfortable with the idea that it is too much for me to achieve. Tonight I am content with every aspect of my me-ness, I am satisfied with my brilliance as much as with my stupidity. Tonight I can forgive myself all my faults, and rejoice in all my strengths. I am empowered, because I do not expect myself to have all the answers, to have all the solutions, to know all the ways.

Tonight I know: I am flawed, yet I am brimming over with the fullness of being human, and I know, being human is as close to good as can be.