Hotmeste

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Finally, a new word post, and to be honest I’ve been missing these carefree, sometimes funny words that turn into lighthearted posts. So many words have spoken to me lately, but it’s impossible to mention them all, and sometimes it’s still beyond me that in the midst of everything, I’ve managed posting period. I recognize the importance of this outlet for me. Writing, and emptying the emotional bank from time to time, such as today. It’s a good thing when you can take stock, be your own motivator, realize and acknowledge your struggles and sometimes even laugh at yourself. It seems I am having a day like this today, running myself through a myriad of emotions and feelings.

Today’s word reminds me of Namaste, a word we healers and Yogis often use to respectfully great one another. Translated Namaste means “I bow to you. I see you (even without words.) I honor the place in you which is of love, of truth, of light and of peace.”

Our new word is Hotmeste, (hehehe) and could be translated as “The hot mess in me, recognizes the hot mess in you and it is divinely beautiful.” Like an outsider and bystander, I realize the hot mess I am today. How my feelings are still so fragile and dictated by what’s going on in my life and mainly by my other half. How you hold me like a rag doll, pulling the strings, in charge of whether I feel happy, normal perhaps, or sad. After all it is a big part as to why we are here, aren’t we?

There you go, and from time to time we all become a hot mess. Filled with love and light, peace and calm, or anxiety and a hot mess, I see you and myself today. I acknowledge, forgive and be gentle with myself, for we are always divinely beautiful in each unique appearance. Even if we are a hot mess.