"Believe in yourself."
"We are getting stronger by doing hard things."
"You can do lots of things when you are strong."
I'm listening to Munchkin and Lovey play right now.
Those two. They come up with the messiest and craziest adventures. They've been known to
transform a room quite handily. But it seems that they also are able to come up with some pretty good life lessons through that mess and adventure.
"Believe in yourself."
"We are getting stronger by doing hard things."
"You can do lots of things when you are strong."
I'm listening.
It's been a rough
couple of 3 weeks. The kind of rough that, when dismantled, seems doable, seems manageable, seems mostly inconvenient. But collectively is exhausting and overwhelming and paralyzing.
I'm trying to be gentle with myself (and others) right now. Which is hard to do when the
rough demands so very much of my attention and energy. Hard to do this time of year when cheerfulness and joy are expected, when thanks is prescribed. And I
like joy and cheerfulness and gratitude, so I am gently and slowly wading through the hard things to get to them.
And apparently I will be
stronger for having done so.
And
believing in myself is a good way to go.
And don't mind the mess along the way, every good adventure has some.
