As a young boy I watched my father take a block of wood and hold it in his hands. Others saw a piece of rubbish, but my father saw the value hidden below the surface. He’d analyze the wood, turn it over in his hands, and examine it for imperfections. When he was satisfied, he … More Carving out my place in the world
And today, on this new moon, I’ve been talking to myself in a particularly harsh way. I actually think many of us do this fairly regularly, for whatever reasons. We don’t need to beat ourselves up about this, and we can’t expect to undo this deep-seated habit in one moon cycle. I fully anticipate spending the rest of my life learning to improve the way I love myself, and that’s okay. However, I really think it’s important for us to, at the very least, catch ourselves when we are doing it. And today I caught myself, and was a bit horrified. … More Really Listen To The Way We Talk To Ourselves
The Heart of the Matter 