Wednesday, November 27, 2013
The most difficult times for many of us are the ones we give ourselves.”
~ Pema Chödrön
Amen and Amen to that.
I'm pondering about what I think people are thinking about me again. And to take that further most times I don't think they care a hill of beans about what I'm saying or doing. Yet I've moved just so far from where I was as a people pleaser, and it is still second nature to second guess myself and have the first inclination to worry about what I've said. I am slowly speaking up and this takes practice. A lot of practice. I write so much more easily than I speak. As I never spoke up what I was thinking, how do I learn what is a proper boundary? Some people don't worry about this at all and let it all rip. My goal is to speak up when I can't tolerate being quiet anymore but also to still be respectful of other's opinions.
The journey continues.
I love the journey. It is miraculous, flabbergasting, intolerable and joyful, but never boring.