Sometimes I am so impatient with myself. The voice inside of me sounds something like this…
I thought I had been there and done that…and now I’m feeling crappy about myself…again…ugh! Haven’t I learned this one? When will it end?!
And then I settle down (emotionally), take a deep breath and remember that I am a work in progress…that I don’t always get it right…that I learn best by falling down and getting back up. I remember that I am still growing and learning. And I practice giving myself a break. All of this helps me bring myself to a new day with hope and possibility. And so I begin again.
I ran across this quote from Anaïs Nin, from The Diary of Anaïs Nin that really helped me today.
“We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, cells, constellations.”
Well, thank God! What a relief! And being made up of constellations? Priceless!
Beginning again.
Paula
