Every Friday we unite for five minutes. Only five minutes, that's all we get, that's all we have. And then, right where we are, no edits or second-thoughts, we publish those words. This week, we write on own.
This life, this little sip of life.
This body, this body that works hard and has done amazing things.
My work, my work that brings me so much joy.
My work that I am good at, that I feel the hum while I plug away.
The home I created and curated and treasure.
The walls I decorated with our memories.
The laugh lines on my face.
The love in my heart.
The soul I carry around, the hearts of those I love that I also carry.
I want to own this life, this world I have been given.
I want to own who I am, what I bring, the fact that I really do matter.
I want to own my self-respect, I want to own how I show up for me.
To own your life, to own your emotions, to own your desires, to own your happiness, to own your thoughts...there is life worth owning.
