I bless my humanness.
I bless the mistakes I make, the terror I sometimes feel.
I love to be human, imperfect.
I bless the me who does not deserve to be judged.
Not in the least.
Me she live in great exuberance.
Not tied by laws, by rules on how to be, how to behave.
Not tied by what she has done wrong.
I love my humanness.