Believe

I Believe I believe in the teachings of Jesus and the power of loving my neighbor. I see us all as children of God— my Creator, the Source of all life. But I don’t confine my faith to a single name or cross. I find peace in stillness, a quiet zen in the rhythm of my breath. I respect the wisdom of Buddhism, though I walk no single path. I aim to be present, moment by moment, without rigid steps through the Tao. I know myself as divine, one with my Creator, yet grounded in this human form— giving thanks to the hands that made me. I am made of earth and stardust, animated by love, etched with scars. I believe in transformation— not through striving, but through radical self-acceptance. We were never meant to be the same. In our differences, we create balance. I welcome opposing views as windows to growth, curious about your beliefs, your lens on life. If you're right, that doesn't make me wrong— it simply expands the way we see. Yes, some views may mislead, but that's not up to me to judge. You're on your path. I'm on mine. Why waste time with resentment? What matters is this: how I treat myself, how I love others, how I guard my peace. Let me choose where I find understanding. Let others feel what they feel— if it ruins their day, that’s their weight to carry. I won’t flatter to fit in, won’t fight to defend. That’s not strength— that’s giving in. Instead, I stay true to the quiet voice within who remembers who I am. Let’s make a pact, right here, right now: to prioritize our souls. To release shame and silence fear— not just for ourselves, but for all of us. Let’s carve our own paths, become our own authorities. No more finger-pointing, people-pleasing, shrinking to fit where we were never meant to belong. We deserve to feel fully, to be wholly seen. Because I am enough— just as I am. And so are you. We are all human. We are all healing.