my own smile has grown more gentle, an easiness present, as if a heaviness of self-disappointment has now been lifted. I've always been my own harshest critic, never needing someone else's harsh judgement, yet readily believing it if it came my way. There's an art to true forgiveness, and through the years I've polishing my craft. Small things at first, slights that would seem to linger, little mistakes I've made that seemed to snowball in importance through the years. I'm an artist now, not perfect, but I have the tools of transformation at hand, recognizing the raw material my life has given me and using them to shape the beauty of that gentle smile.
Just a Yogi
The art of smiling:
my own smile has grown more gentle, an easiness present, as if a heaviness of self-disappointment has now been lifted. I've always been my own harshest critic, never needing someone else's harsh judgement, yet readily believing it if it came my way. There's an art to true forgiveness, and through the years I've polishing my craft. Small things at first, slights that would seem to linger, little mistakes I've made that seemed to snowball in importance through the years. I'm an artist now, not perfect, but I have the tools of transformation at hand, recognizing the raw material my life has given me and using them to shape the beauty of that gentle smile.
forgiveness truly does offer every I want.
I'm an artist at last.
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I love you, Eric
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