Being Brave

I saw this blog from an artist (Melody Ross) whose work and wise words I admire. Melody openly and honestly was looking at her weaknesses and turning the self-critic off: "I Really Don't Like Being Weak" http://bravegirlsclub.com/blog/?p=903 and I felt I had to reply by way of comment:

"Melody, I’m still new to being brave, but I too have had similar issues as you, until recently. And after over 10 years of mental pain (depression) it took me repeating my story again in counselling but feeling heard and acknowledged this time to finally reach being able to start freeing myself from the weight and grip the past had on me and the self-inadequacies it left me with. I hear you and acknowledge your bravery and hopes. Recent surgery on my right elbow has also put things in perspective as I was beating myself for not being able to do “so-called simple things” and irritated when people helping me didn’t do things to my still-perfectionist standards. And then I let go… I was punishing myself for needing help, rather than accepting the help that was given. We are not prefect, we are human not machines and the imperfections open opportunities. For most of my life I felt that I was born a duck but now I know I was born a jewel and rather than scared of not knowing who I am and what I want to do, I’m starting to see the infinite possibilities and feel excited for the journey ahead, being of the moment, rather than focussing on the past. Be easy on yourself… Your truth helps beyond you and I hope you feel that reflected back. Best wishes, Julie"

I have further uncertainity soon, as I have surgery on my gall-bladder in a month's time, but that is a month away, so concentrating on the here and now

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