I love.

I love the kindnesses, the accomplishments, the people who came into my life, the jobs, the experiences, all part of a life affirming chain of being and letting myself flow into creation. An oh so interconnected existence. Integrated and special and perfect.


There is no nobler pursuit than that of your dreams, and I love how lucky I am to be able to pursue my dreams wholeheartedly. I love how I can celebrate all that I have and appreciate all the ways they have made me who I am.

When you are open and free from the chaos of daily existence and the to dos, when you can find a place as William Blake said, ”Where Satan can not find you,” everything is there waiting. You just have to be willing to pull off the blinders and breathe.

So many people have helped me in my life. One of my favorite things on the old Mel path had been the deep knowledge that I could always “count on the kindness of strangers.” How strange and wonderful at last to have the wild realization that you can rely on loved ones as well. I love the way receiving support was more and more effortless the freer I became from my shameful past belief that help was a hindrance and something to be avoided at all costs.

How much happier would I be
If I knew the secrets of the tree
If I let myself be
What a wondrous thing for me
Never to have a doubt
Never to have a care
If I let myself be
the tree.

I love things now that are effortless. That I don’t need to struggle, and mangle, and manhandle and force into existence. I love that I can just be.

Excerpted from Melanie Lutz's THE BARE MELCESSITIES.