Remember Me

I own everything about me…
my body, including everything it does
including all it’s thoughts and ideas
my eyes, including the images of all they behold
my feelings, whatever they may be…
anger, joy, frustration, love, disappointment
excitement, my mouth and all the words,
that come out of it..
polite, sweet, or rough, correct or incorrect,
my voice, loud or soft, and all my actions,
whether they be to others or to myself
I am me.
In all the world there is no one else like me.
Therefore everything that comes out of me
is authentically mine because I alone chose it.
I own my fantasies, my dreams my hopes, my fears.
I own all my triumphs and successes,
all my failures and mistakes.
Because I own all of me.
I can become intimately acquainted with me.
By doing, I can love me and be friendly
with me in all my parts.
I can make it possible for all me
to work in my best interests.
I know there are aspects about me
that puzzle me,
and other aspects that I do not know.
But as long as I am friendly and loving to myself
I can courageously and hopefully look for the solutions
to the puzzles and for ways to
find out more about me.
However I look and sound,
whatever I say or do,
and whatever I think and feel
at a given moment in time is me.
This is authentic and represents
where I am at the moment in time.
When I review later how I looked and sounded,
what I said and did,
and how I fought and felt,
some parts may turn out to be unfitting.
I can discard that which is unfitting,
and keep that which proved fitting.
And invent something new
for that which I discarded.
I can hear, feel, think, say and do.
I have the tools to survive,
to be close to others,
to be productive and to make sense
and order out of the world
of people outside of me.

I own me, and therefore I can engineer me.
I am me. And I am OKAY…