This I Believe

I believe it is all about me.

The fire, the spirit, the heart, the soul within me—whatever you want to call it—my true mysterious self…that unadulterated “me” is where all the power, all the love, all the beauty, all the greatness, and all the life I’ll ever find lies.

I believe that “me” is allowed by God, if not created by him, to be something great in this life—itself.

It’s all about becoming. The way to life, love and God is through developing and following my heart, soul and spirit down the pathway to whom I really can become. I have to know myself, my entire “me,” and acknowledged and develop every part so it balances with the others and becomes whole.

That is the challenge, the meaning, the purpose in life…to become who I truly am. The pain of life means something because it shoves me toward becoming “me,” and in being fully “me” I access creativity, live life and feel love, freedom and passion. People with great personality and great achievements have, either naturally or through work, let more of their “me” out.

So far, I’ve only caught a glimpse of it, but if I continue to become “me” I believe I will find life worth aspiring to.

I’m getting the payoff in small doses now, with the tiny truths I find daily and with the otherworldly moments I experience--for the sunsets, the belly laughs, the art and beauty that take my breath away, they are evidence of the better life.

But I believe it will pay off even more. The more I develop and throw my weight behind becoming, (and get help with the parts I’m stuck on), the “me” will be the payoff because she will be able to really live life--feel it all, see it all, hear it all and love it all. She will be better able to commune with and love others, maybe even the other that is God himself....

What if I’m right? What if, contrary to what I learned in 30-plus years of Christianity, it really is all about me? What if instead of holding to a bunch of guidelines to keep myself in check, it’s really about becoming, well…just me, and letting more of myself out?

It works the opposite of what they told me.

I am the thing. I am it. If I am God’s creation, greatness lies within me. Why wouldn’t I then be beautiful, powerful and creative with potential for a full, unique and interesting life? Why wouldn’t I even expect it?

That’s the deal. That’s the way it works. That’s what I believe and what keeps me from grasping shallow things that feel like life…might pass for life for a lot of people…but don’t fool me for long…

No, that ain’t life…not my life, not the one I’m here for...no way.

Mine, in spite of what anyone else thinks, is in becoming me.

It's going to be great.