Read time 2 minutes. Awesomeness isn’t something you become—it’s a field you inhabit.
Next time someone says, “You’re awesome,”
you might think:
Really? That’s it? That’s all you got?
I mean… don’t say that out loud. That’s kind of a dick move.
But seriously—
“Awesome” doesn’t even cover it.
You’re not just awesome.
You’re the whole damn field of super-awesomeness itself.
Why take anything personally?
The joke’s not on you—
the joke is in you!
(…Okay, that’s not quite right.)
You are the joke!
(Wait, no. That’s worse.)
You’re definitely not a joke.
I mean—you are…
but only cosmically.
(Hmm.
This may be a “back to the drawing board” situation.
Let’s try this…)
Next time they ask:
“Who’s wearing the pants around here?”
Tell them:
“Consciousness itself is wearing the pants—that’s who!”
(Dammit.
That sounded way cooler in my head.
This isn’t coming out as inspirational as I envisioned.
It’s fine. Stay calm.)
You radiate light.
You bend space and time.
You—
(have got to be kidding me with this corny-ass canned clarity.
Seriously, dude.
What were you thinking?
Okay. Regroup.
Just pretend that last part never happened.)
(Or maybe it did happen—
but it’s all an illusion.
Never mind. Stay cool.
What’s next?)
When the universe dreams of itself in the bath,
it dreams of you.
(Ugh. Now it’s just getting creepy.)
Are you the bath water?
Or the drop of essential oils?
(This is a disaster.
What were you thinking?
Don’t even say this next part.
Don’t do it.)
You are the hot tub of creation.
The great jacuzzi in the sky.
And we’re all invited.
And this party?—
It’s just getting started.
(You said it! Why did you say it?!?)
(It’s okay. You’ve got this…)
Awesomeness isn’t something you become.
It’s something you stop resisting—
and suddenly, it’s all around you.
Like a steamy hot tub of everything—
in your favorite comfy pair of pajama bottoms,
fresh out of the cosmic dryer.
(Boom. Nailed it. You’re so awesomeness.)
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