The snow weighs down the branches outside my window. The ice makes each branch heavy so that it cannot hold itself up against the weight. The snow is beautiful but has put our little world into a tizzy, with this being the third day schools are closed.
Sometimes my brain is like one of those branches. Gets weighed down with the ice of shame. Just when I think I’ve dealt with it once and for all, it shows up again. And that’s a bummer.
Won’t drag you through the muck of it all. Will just reinforce, to myself mostly, that I have learned a lot of good stuff, have changed my thinking in many ways, and extending grace and compassion to myself is always a worthwhile idea.
So, back to the drawing board. Looking forward to this new day. Thankful for all my blessings. Off we go.
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Yep…my understanding is that we never “get rid” of the parts of ourselves we don’t particularly like. Instead, we simply recognize them more quickly, accept them more readily (because what we resist persists), and more forward gracefully, as it sounds like you have done. It’s not about “changing,” but “exchanging”! Bravo!!!>>xo,>mjm