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It’s My MESSage

Stay away from my belt (please.)

50 people could compliment me, but the voice that would stand out is the naysayer’s.  I’m a blogger.  I have a popular Facebook Fan Page.  I’m living out-loud and wide open.  I make no bones about it… I’m a mess.  And yes… I’m a beautiful mess too.

It’s my MESSage.  I want us to find more beauty in our messes. I want us to realize we’re not alone in these crazy thoughts.  I want us to understand that we are more alike than different.  I want us to laugh more and take ourselves just a bit less seriously.

So why does it cut me to the core when someone says “you’re not beautiful… you’re just a mess?”  Oh yeah… it hurts because I’m human and it’s my issue.  It really doesn’t take an extreme amount of insight to figure out I might have a button there. It’s seems obvious that those comments are aimed below my belt. Sadly when someone goes below my belt they are actually going below their own belt too. If they have to point out my messiness (when I’m doing a damn good job of that myself), then they’ve got a button wired there too.

What I’d like for both of us to do is respect each other and be nice. How about we avoid each other’s belts altogether?  But if it were going to be that easy I wouldn’t need to be writing about beautiful messes. My MESSsage wouldn’t be resonating with so many would it?

So when the naysayers go “there”  just remember it’s my call to action. My skin gets thicker and more importantly my heart gets stronger. I’m learning how to do this.  What I hope (and believe) will be true is that I won’t stop caring, but I’ll do a better job of keeping the mini-mess and my heart safe.  I’ll get used to it, but I won’t get comfortable with it and I won’t shut my mouth (or stop my fingers.)

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I first heard the song Never Be the Same by The Kin in the movie Fat, Sick, and Nearly Dead (a great documentary about changing your life by changing your diet.) The song still makes me cry (the movie did too.) I imagine being able to sit next to the mini-mess and tell her “everything’s going to be okay.”  There are days when “she” really needs to hear that.

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It’s My MESSage

Stay away from my belt (please.)

50 people could compliment me, but the voice that would stand out is the naysayer’s.  I’m a blogger.  I have a popular Facebook Fan Page.  I’m living out-loud and wide open.  I make no bones about it… I’m a mess.  And yes… I’m a beautiful mess too.

It’s my MESSage.  I want us to find more beauty in our messes. I want us to realize we’re not alone in these crazy thoughts.  I want us to understand that we are more alike than different.  I want us to laugh more and take ourselves just a bit less seriously.

So why does it cut me to the core when someone says “you’re not beautiful… you’re just a mess?”  Oh yeah… it hurts because I’m human and it’s my issue.  It really doesn’t take an extreme amount of insight to figure out I might have a button there. It’s seems obvious that those comments are aimed below my belt. Sadly when someone goes below my belt they are actually going below their own belt too. If they have to point out my messiness (when I’m doing a damn good job of that myself), then they’ve got a button wired there too.

What I’d like for both of us to do is respect each other and be nice. How about we avoid each other’s belts altogether?  But if it were going to be that easy I wouldn’t need to be writing about beautiful messes. My MESSsage wouldn’t be resonating with so many would it?

So when the naysayers go “there”  just remember it’s my call to action. My skin gets thicker and more importantly my heart gets stronger. I’m learning how to do this.  What I hope (and believe) will be true is that I won’t stop caring, but I’ll do a better job of keeping the mini-mess and my heart safe.  I’ll get used to it, but I won’t get comfortable with it and I won’t shut my mouth (or stop my fingers.)

<endofrant>

 

 

Music that Moves


I first heard the song Never Be the Same by The Kin in the movie Fat, Sick, and Nearly Dead (a great documentary about changing your life by changing your diet.) The song still makes me cry (the movie did too.) I imagine being able to sit next to the mini-mess and tell her “everything’s going to be okay.”  There are days when “she” really needs to hear that.

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You are beautiful. You are not broken. Your head knows this, but you don’t always feel it in your heart. I can help with that.

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