Celebrating Fucked-up-ness

Celebrating Fucked-up-ness

Deep acceptance and acknowledgement seems to be the most powerful medicine there is.

Even ‘letting go’ or ‘surrender’ has an energy of something that needs to be removed, deleted or given up which can lead to a subtle conflict and feelings of resistance; of must and should and ought. Guilt or shame or blame are usually not far from these words, ideas and concepts of the mind.

Acceptance seems to drop down from the mind into the heart space. The mind can do little with acceptance, there can be no real ongoing commentary or debate apart from perhaps the argument that acceptance is not good enough. Because we have been taught that we must put effort in and work hard ALL of the time even if we end up exhausting ourselves, even if this path does not really honour ourselves.

How can acceptance, doing so little really result in so much transformation? Perhaps it is like these small eyes in our heads which see SO much. Sometimes less is more!!

Perhaps acceptance is the sister of Love and recognition or awareness is the brother of Love

WE are all so beautifully fucked up. Our fucked-up-ness is our perfection. ‘Imperfection’ with a subtle change of perspective becomes: I’m perfection!!

And it’s not a hard, judgmental ‘Fucked Up’ it’s a soft gently loving kind of acknowledgement. Like Christopher Robin would say to Winnie The Pooh ‘Silly old bear’. That’s the tone of voice we use in acknowledging our fucked-up-ness. A gentle, compassionate, non judgmental tone that wants to wrap strong, gentle arms around you for being so beautifully, uniquely fucked up.

Today is a good day for celebrating our tender, fragile, fucked-up-ness. And as we accept and acknowledge and transform in ourselves we can do the same for others as we deepen our realisation that there really is no other.

The Divine in me sees the sweet Divine fucked-up -ness in you…

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