You know how you sometimes getting a nagging feeling that you’re forgetting something? And the answer is just a wee bit out of reach?
Well, I finally remembered what I had been forgetting…my blog entry!
Yes, I could into all of the things that made it easy to forget, but that’s not going to be the point of this now-that-I’ve-remembered-it blog.
Once upon a time, well, actually not so long ago, I would have gone crazy, been uncoach-like and really berated myself. I would have spoken more harshly to myself than I would to any friend or family member. The world would be coming to an end. The drama queen would be reigning terror on everyone within earshot.
That was then. This is now.
What’s changed? Well, for one thing, my perspective is different. I have realized that forgetting the blog was a mistake, and being human, I will make mistakes. (I’m getting ever so much better about sending the Perfectionist elsewhere.) I’ve also realized that my self-talk was very negative. Would I allow anyone else to speak to me that way? No! So, why was I doing so myself?
Do I wish I wouldn’t make mistakes? Certainly. Is that going to happen? No. So, I have a choice: accept my humanness and recognize that mistakes are an opportunity for growth and self-acceptance, or direct anger at myself (and others), leading to disharmony and self-recrimination. Not much of a choice any more, in my view.
Your call to action:
Are you allowing yourself to be a human who makes mistakes? How do you treat yourself when you are less than perfect? What is the most loving thing you could say to yourself in that moment? How might you celebrate your mistakes?