Just.

Sometimes, what feels like a jumble of random thoughts, will suddenly become one fluid idea. I was sitting here looking through social media, thinking about life, and suddenly the word just popped into my head. Now, I find myself affirming that we are not “just” anything. Often times we put the word just in front of what we’d like to hide behind.
Things like, “Oh, I can’t do that I’m just too…” in moments like that, I find it’s identifying with something we created. We could never be just this or just that because we are literally made up of everything. It’s strange the way the simplest word can justify all the complexities and fears of the human psyche. Especially when one actually considers the meaning of the word just, guided by truth, reason, justice, and fairness. In searching for this, however, I was struck by the fact that there are THIRTEEN definitions to this word. In the end it means, almost anything one could think of. It is righteous, narrow, exact, and only. If one word can be so many things…to think of all we can be, is only infinite.
We are not just anything. Just isn’t even just anything. Today, I hope we can all find a little more consciousness. After all, today is the eve of a very apparent evolution. May we all find clarity and hope for a brighter tomorrow. As always, thanks for listening and safe journeys.

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