Good morning! I hope you’re having a great day so far. Every once in awhile, I’d like to check-in and restate my intention for this blog. I’m just getting to know myself now at the age of 33.
I’m leaving behind the person others expected me to be.
I’m defining the person I want to be.
I’m understanding and accepting the person that I am today.
If you’re in a similar place, you’re not alone.
My greatest hope is that we can do this together. This is a safe place where we can learn, grow, and support each other as we move forward in this process. I don’t have all the answers, and what works for me won’t necessarily work for everyone. But I want to share the ideas I’m learning, and I hope that you’ll do the same (if you feel comfortable).
At the very least, this can be a positive place of inspiration that you can stop by a couple of times a week when you’re feeling heavy hearted (Or maybe just a little bored! haha).
So I’ll end with another idea I’m continually mulling over:
Is my motivation coming from shame or love? Here’s the difference and why it’s important. Success achieved from the seeds of shame never lasts. If it does last, it is unfulfilling and empty.
Also, I’ve got to accept my starting point (now) with true love and acceptance before I can take a step in the right direction. I’ve got to accept that I’m not perfect and the process won’t be perfect either. But every time I try, every time I choose a loving action for myself and for those around me, I’m taking a step in the right direction.
By accepting where I am now, that doesn’t mean that I’m stuck here. It just means I know where the starting line is and that I’m ok with that.
For example, I am trying to quit complaining. I didn’t realize how much complaining has become a regular part of my daily dialogue until the last month or so when I began my attempt to quit.
Sometimes, after a long discussion with my husband, I’ll berate myself for allowing a few complaints to slip through in the conversation. But berating myself isn’t going to help me complain less.
It’s ok to notice when I complain and to feel disappointed. But the idea is to come back to love. I want to stop complaining because I want to create a more positive, grateful, environment for my family and myself. I want to spread peace, not frustration and discontent. If I complain a bit along the way, out of habit or exasperation, it’s ok. I’m not perfect. But if I can bring it back to love, instead of berating myself over and over for my mistakes, the love will win out over shame every time.
Even when I’m not perfect, even when I take two steps backward. I can always start again.