Acceptance

I love reflections. I love reflections amidst the blasting of my favourite songs. I find it gives me the peace, contentment, the 'one-ness' I have with myself.

I spoke long and hard with a close confidante one night. Of dreams, of aspirations, of the people we meet. How difficult it is to gain acceptance, how difficult it is to not be judged. How difficult it is to just live by your standards and not others. Time and time again, we are asked of the choices we make, the options we choose and the thoughts we have. No harm's done, but no value enhanced.

T-shirts and jeans as opposed to pretty dresses. Being alone as opposed to be in groups. Being simple as opposed to having a roomful of things. We live our lives differently and we respect each other it, we have our individualistic traits and idiosyncracies. But, do we accept each other's differences?

We are ultimately simple people. We all want to be happy with our choices, live by them, abide by them and accept them, even if it means to offend, we apologise. But it does not make us different from the person at the opposite end of the table, it does not make us evil or tainted. It makes us different. It enriches us. Can we take a step back to understand this?

Let's celebrate other's differences, let's celebrate each other's colourful lives. Let's live.