Self worth

What are you worth today? Do you value the magnificent person that bears your name and a striking resemblance to someone you used to recogonize in the mirror? You are more then you know....we all are. Now I don't often quote the Bible, but there's that verse about "Seeing through a glass, darkly".......that's at least until we come to know ourselves as the Beloved knows us. What happens along the way that makes us forget about our greatness? As a child did your parents enforce in you the fact that you were magical? Did you believe in things you couldn't see? Imaginary friends? fairies? Was your imagination allowed to run free? Many of us didn't have this kind of conscientious parenting because our parents were not raised that way, and bless them, they did the best they could with who they were and what they knew at the time. For many of us growing up was about making do, not expecting too much, keeping our place , and not allowing us the right to lay claim to what is rightfully ours. Worth. Value. Radiance. It's not what we accomplish, or what we earn, or who we know. We are human beings, not human doings. But our culture dictates that we always need to be on the move, someone is always watching, judging, critiquing....snickering. I don't need that kind of pressure, and neither do you.

Sweethearts, there may be years worth of stuff to unload before you can come to accept your glory....I know, believe me. So what can you let go of today? What if it's just the nagging thought that you are not enough? That you're somehow inferior? Let's begin right now to just entertain the possibility that you can live your life with complete acceptance of your native worth, and claim it. The storms of life will seem less of a challenge if we can face them with the assurance, the self knowing, that we are not alone, that we are loved, that we are capable. I'm all about riding out a storm, laughing in it's face, saying, "Is this all you got"? Maybe it's my rebel spirit....maybe I don't even know what I'm talking about here....but I'd rather look fabulous and feel confident in the face adversity then to just lay down in the fetal position and suck my thumb.

Sharpen your knife, prep yourself for some cosmic surgery....cut away that which doesn't serve. It won't hurt, I promise.

Until next time...blessings upon your heart



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