to call myself beloved
“And did you get what
you wanted from this life, even so?
And what did you want?
To call myself beloved, to feel myself
beloved on the earth”.
I think warm weather is rubbing off on me, because I have been slowly turning into mush. Self-love letters, accepting compliments, and being awesome, and becoming even more awesome. Blech. I’ll need to write an angry rant soon, just to balance things out. People skipping burpees at a Spartan Race, anyone?
Ahhhh… There. I feel better.
I’ve been musing about all things mission statements, and life purpose in the last six months or so. So far, the above quote from Raymond Carver seems like a great place to start.