Be you: Precious and Free.

"Take me as I am. Who I am meant to be. And if you give a damn, take me baby or leave me."

A song from the musical Rent, movie/musical/broadway; It's a song about a lover trying to ask for acceptance, but not giving a fuck if she doesn't get it. Hard core, right? She seems strong.

Wow, wouldn't it be great to not give a fuck?

Yes, it would. But, as humans, we have this underlying need to be loved and accepted. Many people digress over life, and their underlying statement is: "I just want to be loved."

Again, being humans, we have found ways to manipulate, control, and change ourselves; to morph into something we aren't. (I can't even say, "someone" because it really isn't anyone. It's the dis-ease in us.)To try and MAKE another person love us, stay with us, do things we want them to do, etc. Those habits make it harder for the one loving, because the person/being/soul they found love in, is no longer there.

"To be as God intended, PRECIOUS and FREE." Precious and free from what? The bondage of our minds. Our minds clogged with fear. The root of all evil is fear. Fear of losing what you have, or not getting what you want.

These changed behaviors/shortcomings/character defects all wreak havoc on our lives, and if we don't ask our creator to help us remove them, we will be something we aren't. We can't let ourselves go walking around in our own brain alone. It isn't safe. It's actually really fucking scary. But, you know, it's not like we have to. We have help. It's there. In the wind, the sun, the water; it's in the words of a book, or from a friend. It's a power greater than ourselves that we must "buy" into. I don't understand it, sometimes, but I know it's real.

You just have to have faith.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw them. Scampering to the water, eager for the cool nourishment. Ready to play. Each lapse of the wave, the babies went closer, unafraid, into the shallow end of something new. Little and light, racing back as the water chased them to safety. The mother, standing strong, watching--knowing they are safe. Letting them go chase their dreams, not fearing. Close enough, she knows.

See, animals are instinctual. They don't think about what others think. They live based on their needs. Deer flock to love, accept the love, give the love, and leave the love. As it should be. Precious and Free.