Recent Realization

So I have been picking up my daily practices again. My daily prayer and my daily visualization of the Quabilistic Cross.

In the last couple of weeks I have been in the process of kicking, or at least learning to manage, a nicotene habit.

In the last few days I have been dreaming. Well, I suppose I dream more often then that, but in the last few days I have actively remembered my dreams. I don’t usually. They have also felt… important, but not specific or specifically symbolic or precognitive.

I have had occasional precognitive dreams, but these didn’t have the same feel to them…

I have also been doing some daily spiritual cleansing work while in the shower. Thinking of those times in my life where I have faced pain, negativity, betrayal, frustration, and various other forms of negative experience and behavior. I have washed them away, they have happened, and I may have helped them to happen in some cases, but they are NOT a part of me anymore.

I am also realizing that I have held to this idea of myself as not being worthy, or good enough, in some strange way; for most of my life. Even as I have struggled with my own spiritual evolution and my own winding path to adulthood, I have allowed the vile voice within to keep returning and saying the same tired litany…

Well I am worth it!

I can’t find the techno dance version of this song that I first heard in the 2000’s but here is a version of the songs lyrics as interpreted by the Divine Ms. M…

Bette Midler – I’m Beautiful Lyrics
“That’s it, baby! When you got it, flaunt it, flaunt it!”
“This is the Divine Miss M and I’m here to share with you some rare and stimulating insight into my cosmic fabulosity. It’s really very simple. I simply believe with all my heart:”
I’m beautiful, I’m beautiful, I’m beautiful,damn it!
I’m beautiful, I’m beautiful, I’m beautiful,damn it!
I’m beautiful, so beautiful, I’m beautiful, damn it!
I’m beautiful, I’m beautiful, I’m beautiful,damn it!
“Go away, little girl,” they used to say.
“Hey, you’re too fat, baby, you can’t play.”
“Hold on, miss thing, what you trying to do?
You know you’re too white to be in our school.”
Too white, too smart, too fast, too fine,
too loud, too tough, too too divine.
I said you don’t belong. You don’t belong.
Too loud, too big, too much to bear,
too bold, too brash, too prone to swear.
I heard that song for much too long.
Ain’t this my sun? Ain’t this my moon?
Ain’t this my world to be who I choose?
Ain’t this my song? Ain’t this my move?
Ain’t this my world? I know I can do it.
I’m not too short, I’m not too tall,
I’m not too big, I’m not too small.
Ooh, don’t lemme start lovin’ myself!
Ooh, don’t lemme start lovin’ myself!
I’m not too white, I’m not too black,
I’m not too this, I’m not too that.
Ooh, don’t lemme start lovin’ myself!
Ooh, don’t lemme start lovin’ myself!
I’m beautiful, I’m beautiful, I’m beautiful, damn it!
I’m beautiful, I’m beautiful, I’m beautiful, damn it!
It’s time to call it what it is. Don’t play the naming game.
Become what you were born to be and be it unashamed.
“Go away, little boy,” I can hear them say,
“Everybody on the block says they think you’re gay.
Hold on, my friend, do you think we’re blind?
Take a look at yourself. You’re not our kind.”
Too black, too white, too short, too tall,
too blue, too green, too red, too small.
I said you don’t belong. You don’t belong.
Too black, too white, too short, too tall,
too blue, too green, too red, too small.
I heard that song for much to long.
Ain’t this my sun? Ain’t this my moon?
Ain’t this my world to be who I choose?
Ain’t this my song? Ain’t this my move?
Ain’t this my world? I know I can do it.
People always ask me,
“Miss M, how did you get so far
on so little?” Shut up!
Well, I woke up one morning,
flossed my teeth and decided,
“Damn, I’m fierce!” You look good!
You can be just like me! A goddess? Yeah!
Don’t just pussy foot around and sit on your assets.
Unleash your ferocity upon an unsuspecting world.
Rise up and repeat after me: “I’m beautiful!”
I’m beautiful, I’m beautiful, I’m beautiful!
Can you say that?
I’m beautiful, I’m beautiful, I’m beautiful!
I don’t hear you!
I’m beautiful, I’m beautiful, I’m beautiful!
Louder!
I’m beautiful, I’m beautiful, I’m beautiful!
Hey!
That’s it, baby, when you got it, flaunt it, flaunt it!
Aaaaaah!
Ain’t this my sun? My sun! Ain’t this my moon? My moon!
Ain’t this my world to be who I choose?
Ain’t this our song? Ain’t this our song?
Ain’t this our movie? Ain’t this our move?
Ain’t this our world to be who we choose?
I’m not too short, I’m not too tall,
I’m not too big, I’m not too small.
Ooh, don’t lemme start lovin’ myself!
Ooh, don’t lemme start lovin’ myself!
I’m not too white, I’m not too black,
I’m not too this, I’m not too that.
Ooh, don’t lemme start lovin’ myself!
Ooh, don’t lemme start lovin’ myself!
I’m beautiful, damn it!

More Bette Midler Lyrics

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