Honoring thyself...

The older I get, the more I appreciate and honor my life. As I drive to work, I make sure I glance at my surrounds, especially going through my country town. I catch snippets of the sunrises and sunsets when I am out and about at those times. I take moments during the day to listen to the nature that has returned from their winter resting places. I try to find the beauty of the moment, where ever I am.

There are days however, I wonder how the hell did I get through that event/situation/problem. When I do review what occurred, I try to find a lesson from it. Which truly may or may not be the case in every instance. But even though a lesson may not be presented, maybe a new skill/attitude/revelation or even one that keeps repeating itself until the student (me) learns from it.

I also try to find glimpse of beauty on my inside, just like I do on the outside. And for me, it is easier to look outside of myself than on the inside.

Many people, myself included, look for answers, guidance, direction from other sources. This could be from family, friends, professionals among others. While there can be moments of revelation, no one truly knows you like you.

So powerful we are, we would rather give away our power to others, so as to not to take the blame if things go wrong, or ever worse, when they go right. I find it easy to see when others hand over their potential with reasons that vary, with results about the same. I want to lovingly grab one by the shoulders and say with a look of compassion that "you can do this!" Yet I find that I can not see when I give my own power away. To this, I remain committed to change.

For we are truly more then the things we own, the thoughts we think, the lives we lead. At the end of the day, if we honored ourselves by showing compassion and respect to all, especially to ourselves, we have made a difference.