Imperfect Me

Read The Gifts of Imperfection by Brene Brown and boy has it unearthed some heavy stuff from within. From the first chapter I said Damn Brene! by the end, Thanks Brene!

I realized that I deliberately decided to let go of my creative life (play, photography, writing) because I wanted the life prescribed in most TV shows of the 90’s: corporate career, nice house, nice car, well behaved kids, nice husband, bla bla bla….
For the past 5 years or more I have been functioning in a trance, awaiting the perfect alignment of ideal weight, ideal inspiration, ideal career, to launch my so called real life. Throughout this haze I lost connection with my kids – gosh that’s a hard one to swallow – my husband, and myself. I was so absorbed in ME and my self worth that I missed out on the abundance of love, laughther, and joy right in our house, which is to say LIFE itself.

I recently posted on my work computer a note from a tea bag which read: the purpose of life is to enjoy every moment. We often read truth  like these but do not always grasp its roots until a major awakening. I sure am awake today and for days to come so help me God!
I here proclaim that I now choose to be disliked by others but liked by myself,  in order to reach my true self. To let my light shine through.