It is my intention to let go of my preference for perfection. I know I said this yesterday but it bears repeating: I want to stay conscious of when I'm operating from a place of unnecessary expectation and knock it off.
It is my desire to face my fears and do whatever I'm fearful of anyway. I mean, if that's the only thing holding me back.
I'm not as sure about this one but I give thought to if it would behoove me to let go of my attachment to the house I spent 20 years in. To make the decisions, hard as they are and extricate the stuff that is mine from it. Get my stuff. The things my side of the family gave us, things my friends gave us. Ohhhh, this one has fear and pain attached to it. It so still feels like my house right now, a year and a half after I left. I feel all the love and best intentions I put into it everytime I'm there. It's so hard to dismantle. And no one is urging me to. Maybe it's okay to leave it still--until there's some reason to move forward. So far, this way works for us both. So, not yet I think. It's the living with the ambiguity. In some ways, a good practice for the perfectionist!
It is my intention to continue the practice I'm new to of letting go of my self-criticism, especially around my body and morph it into a kind and loving, accepting voice.
I am enough. I have enough. I do enough.
As I was reading this I started humming Pink's song "Perfect" in my head. Here are a few of the lyrics (the G-rated version). :) You ARE perfect to me! Love you!
ReplyDeletePretty, pretty please
Don't you ever, ever feel
Like you're less than, less than perfect.
Pretty, pretty please
If you ever, ever feel
Like you're nothing
You are perfect to me.
You're so mean,
When you talk about yourself, You are wrong.
Change the voices, In your head
Make them like you instead.