My wanting self wants me to be different.
My wanting self wants me to not want so much.
My wanting self also wants me to love me just the way I am.
But I am so wanting!
How can I love the self that never has enough? That never has what it wants?
There is the self who experiences the wanting and the self who looks at the experience of wanting.
Which self am I?
I am both--the wanting self and the observer of the wanting self.
I want to be less anxious.
I want to feel connected.
I want to want what I already have.
I want to let it go.
I want to be here now.
Most of all, I want to love my wanting self.
I want to love the anxious, frightened, bored, judgmental self who is so tired of it all that she just wants to take a strong enough pill so she can get a night of dreamless sleep.
