Saturday, on a long and introspective stroll, I came to the conclusion that my life has taken me exactly where I belong. That may sound less than momentous, but with this determination, comes the full weight of personal responsibility (incorporating past decisions, fear factors and availability of consciousness).
It felt noteworthy to me to accept who I am, where I’ve been, and where I am now, with the understanding that, at differing points in my life, my reasoning abilities may have been flawed, or fear overrode them, or future consequences were shrouded. Still, I accept my relationships, my life, the entire package. You might be asking … What other option do you have? Well, I could berate myself, judge myself harshly, or feel bitter. And I have, at times. But not today.
There are situations I could have handled more honestly, more lovingly, but my personal failings and limitations stood in the way of this. I accept this too.
While walking, and talking to a trusted friend, taking responsibility for the life I created (it’s not a bad life) and the people I choose to keep in it felt comfortable and genuine – even with the failures, the lost friendships and broken dreams, indeed, perhaps because of them.  If I can increase my consciousness, my courage, and my awareness – it’s been a good day!