I am Proud of my Current Self, Forgiving an Old Self, and Loving my Whole Self.

Compassion is a precious gift we can offer to ourselves. How often we can be critical of who we once were, words we said, and things we did or didn’t do. It’s easy to judge our mistakes when in self reflection. We judge ourselves because we think it will somehow improve ourselves. In some ways, it might. Especially when there is a behavior or action that we don’t love that we acted upon. However, it many and most ways it does not. It hurts the self even more and reminds the nervous system just how little we can feel. We don’t ridicule a baby for falling down, but we shame our adult self for falling a time or two, too. Like all of sudden when you become an adult, you’re not allowed to make mistakes or learn anymore. Who came up with that idea? What? Ha, silly self to think we are to be so perfect. Life isn’t about perfect. It’s about getting up and falling down, weaving and wobbling, taking risks and playing it safe, and a whole lot of other things. It’s a mesh of everything all at once, like a bowl of melted multi-colored ice cream and it’s beautifully messy.

I’m currently in a moment of major transition and up-hill climbing. Recently, my life shifted to new locations, new titles, new roles, new livelihood, a lot of new. With this, it’s offered a gift of reflection. I’m rediscovering all of the multi-faceted aspects of myself once again, and truly seeing the evolvement I’ve been through over the years. There are versions of myself I remember and she could not fathom the woman we are now. She’d be happy, she’d be sad, and she’d be proud. A friend ask recently, “Do you ever think of your younger selves and feel a connection to them?”, I immediately exclaimed, “Yes! Sometimes when a song that I listened to a certain year pops into my mind, I think of that version of me and I send her some positive and loving vibes!” and I truly d0! I’ve come SO far as an individual. Who I am today is because of who I was and for that, there’s greater appreciation for who I am becoming.

What era or chapter of life do you feel you are in? Do you ever think of younger versions of yourself and feel a connection with them? What message do you think they need to hear? What is something about yourself you are most proud of? How can you celebrate yourself even in the smallest way, today?

Thanks for reading.

Love,

Kala