As a woman, this New Year all boils down to one thing: being comfortable in my own skin. Only when we quietly accept and love ourselves the way we are, are we open and available to experience true joy. Not loud, obnoxious, in-your-face “this is how I am so take it” acceptance, but a humble, silent confidence born from self-knowledge. One that Socrates so simply, yet profoundly advised: “Know thyself.”
I’ve finally earned the credentials that render me an expert in the two challenging fields of motherhood and wife-hood. I know now what takes to keep a marriage going. Fifteen years ago I was guided by wanderlust and a Type-A need to control everything. My focus was selfish. As a spouse, I would’ve failed miserably. Not today. Today I have wisdom that guides me; it gently whispers when to submit, when to compromise, when to apologize, or keep my mouth shut. Maintaining a peaceful home is the high priority; being right is not.
As a mother, I understand where my strengths lie. Don’t ask me to create chore-charts, uphold weekly agendas or balance family-budget spreadsheets. But whatever my kids are experiencing in their own little worlds, rest assured I’ll pinpoint the life-lesson or life-skill (painfully) introduced. I’ll enthusiastically expose them to the wondrous beauty of the gigantic world around them, and inspire hope and personal greatness. These are the things I do well.
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There is nothing more liberating than to surrender and accept yourself---with all the physical and mental weathering accumulated from years of passionate living. And best of all, once you achieve this, you grow impervious to the sometimes-not-well-intentioned critiques of others. You no longer care!
This year, I refuse to commit to unattainable and unrealistic goals. I’ll shoot for the stars, but 2012 is all about baby steps toward the heavens, and in celebrating the journey on the way up.
Feeling and showing gratitude for the moments shared with loved ones ranks high on my list. The road toward inner bliss is paved by reminders---reminding my children and myself to be thankful for how far we’ve come, and to ask the Universe to empower us to keep pedaling no matter what life circumstances befall us.
Ladies, isn’t it time we stop struggling with personal acceptance, free ourselves from the shackles of insecurity that bind us, throw our hands up in the air and just start enjoying life?
We ain’t getting any younger.
It’s now or never.
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