I am sometimes pretty hard on myself … how, when, why, are you prepared, are you ready, do I have the right outfit (because the outfit and shoes matter)….
Aren’t we all hard on ourselves?
I tend to over think things at times and there are times when I don’t think at all and it comes right out of my mouth with a level of intensity that even surprises myself. We are sometimes our own worst critic, our own editors…there is a balance between being “you” and controlling “you”. In times of stress, this seems harder for me. I tend to be overly critical and outthink even myself. When, in reality, I should let it flow and trust me.
Hmmmm…now that’s a concept.
And, then there are times that I completely wing it and just point myself in the direction and start walking. This is usually the best remedy for my over-thinking, over-analyzing, over-critical self…..
I am not sure how I am going to get from here to there, but I know that I will get there when I need to and when I am supposed to. All that happens along the way is the gift of the journey.
Heavy for a Tuesday night, right? I don’t know where this stuff comes from….it’s just here and I write. Maybe I am the only one that thinks these crazy things…anyone?
And, I keep moving forward one step at a time….