I have an honest question for all of us. Do you remember the first time that you judged yourself? Obviously this happened when we were kids and knowing my niece, it most likely happened before 7 years of age. Take a moment and recall your first memory of judging your abilities, body, mind, maybe even your dreams and desires. Then reflect if you shared your thoughts with your care takers.
I don’t think I did. I spent a lot of time keeping things in my own little mind. I’ve been a strong character since the beginning so it’s no surprise that I didn’t ask my parents for their advice.
Now with 45 years of living experience, I know my mind isn’t the place to debate my self worth.
We are all on the path of unconditionally loving ourselves. It’s a bumpy road with accidents, pot holes and wrong turns to distract our journey. Throughout the years, I’ve gained more confidence and patience of learning how to love myself. Of understanding my shadows and desires and trying my best to not let my fears stop me from moving forward and believing in my voice, abilities and contributions.
When you get those judging thoughts now, I invite you to write them down. Your mind will love this exercise. But don’t spend too much time with your mind. What I hope will happen is slowly your heart and soul’s guidance will get stronger, louder and have a deeper presence in your process.
Surrounding yourself with people and energies that are devoted to their relationship to the divine is key. Our GPS reroutes and we need guidance. Recently, I heard the message of “Be comfortable in the uncomfortable” and it reminded me to keep going. We feel the discomfort of life but imagine a world where we stop sharing the light. I can’t. I won’t.
There are no guarantees in life. We don’t know what will happen tomorrow but we can put our best effort forward and share goodness. Share the message that unconditional love is powerful and worth the traffic jam. You don't have to be a master to pave the path forward. When you resist, persist. Just show up, over and over again.
Inch by inch, life is a cinch. Yard by yard, life is too hard.