I am sweet.

I am soft and smiling.

I am open–vulnerable–and though there is a small edge of fear here, it is just here along with everything else. It is not causing me to move any differently.

I love getting to experience my heart.

I love getting to share my sweetness, and that it is being returned in kind, just makes it all the sweeter.

I am relaxed and content.

I am sitting in the lightness of my being. And, I rather like it.