Dear Human,
You’ve got it all wrong.
You didn’t come here to
master unconditional love.
That is where you came from
and where you’ll return.
You came here to learn
personal love. Universal love.
Messy love. Sweaty love.
Crazy love. Broken love.
Whole love.
Infused with divinity.
Lived through the grace of
stumbling. Demonstrated
through the beauty of…
messing up. Often.
You didn’t come here
to be perfect.
You already are.
You came here to be
gorgeously human.
Flawed and fabulous.
And then to rise again
into remembering.
But unconditional love?
Stop telling that story.
Love, in truth, doesn’t need
any other adjectives.
It doesn’t require modifiers.
It doesn’t require the condition
of perfection. It only asks
that you show up.
And do your best.
That you stay present
and feel fully.
That you shine and fly
and laugh and cry and
hurt and heal and fall
and get back up and
play and work and
live and die as YOU.
It’s enough.
It’s Plenty.
(Courtney A. Walsh)
