as big as the sky

15th July 2014

xantheberkeley_SASSUMMER2014_043image credit: Xanthe Berkeley

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Dear lovely first-time and love-you-longtime readers all,

I love you.
I love your unwashed body and your morning breath.
I love that you consider a run/yoga/meditation before opting for an extra half an hour in the warm darkness.
I love your gritted teeth as the kids wake up and start arguing. Or suddenly require their sports gear.
I love that you get up and embrace the day – sometimes it astounds me that we ever get out of bed.
I know that you sometimes pretend you are happy when you aren’t.
I know you keep secrets and tell lies.
And I love you still.
I know that you judge others, and this offers you a moment of respite from the voice in your mind judging you.
I know you feel overwhelmed by everything you have to cram into today.
I know that sometimes the mid-morning cake is your only moment of joy.
I know you despair at your hips or arms or cottage cheese belly or the shape of your ears.
I see all of you and I love you.
I know that your life is sometimes tedious, boring, dull.
I know that you want more.
I know that you have big dreams and ideas and possibilities.
I know that sometimes your dreams feel overwhelming.
I love you when don’t think you are worthy.
I love you when you while away whole afternoons shopping online.
Or binge-watching Game of Thrones.
I love you when you hide from your own life.
I know you feel time slipping away.
I know you see the sagging and slowing of you.
I know that you feel like your pain is the only pain.
I love you in your pain.
I know you sometimes feel rage and hate for your boss, your mother, sister, lover, child.
I know that you hurt yourself and the people you love with your thoughts and your actions.
Still my love for you is undiminished.
I know you have moments where you would do anything to escape.
I know that sometimes that ‘anything’ feels ugly to you.
I love you anyway.
There is nothing you could do or say or think or feel that would be too ugly for me to not love you.
There is room for all of you.
I hold your unholdable parts with tenderness.
Because you are all of your painful, ugly thoughts. And your kind loving heart.
You are a soul having a very human experience.
To me, you are magnificent. Vast. Brilliant.
And I love you.
My love for you is as big as the sky.
So you know, there’s that.




Hello, I'm Sas Petherick. I'm a self-doubt researcher, coach and podcaster who helps thinking humans transcend self-doubt. If you'd like to receive these posts in your inbox please subscribe here (with bonus info and first notice of opportunities to work with me). PS: I totallyInstagram - join me there?


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