It’s funny how I’m going through this big life change, this evolution of thought, this reprioritization…all while the world keeps turning.
I write about all that here for many reasons: writing practice, journaling, tracking my progress, accountability, to hopefully relate to others, to motivate people, to raise awareness for this and that, to entertain…
There are those who relate, and there are others who critique. I’m sure of both.
There are those who are encouraged, and there are those who wonder what the heck is wrong with me. No doubt.
There are those who are inspired to look inward and take better care of themselves, and there are those who think I’m selfish. Ok.
I’m learning that we all have different levels of self awareness. Our emotional intelligence levels are not the same.
I’m learning that people heavily rely on what they THINK. And Lord knows they lean almost completely on how they FEEL.
I know now that I have mental and emotional thresholds. Limits. And I have mental and emotional goals. Goals! I’ve always sucked it up, kept moving, and avoided both my thresholds AND my goals. Not good.
I say all that to say this…
The world keeps turning while we grow, and it won’t stop turning if we look after ourselves and evolve.
Your evolution will mean you outgrow or stop fitting in with some people. That’s ok.
You will lift people up and be most motivating when you’re authentic.
Your new focus will be hard on some people, but that doesn’t mean it’s bad. It’ll be hard on you, too.
You don’t get to claim “authenticity” to excuse crap behavior and never make efforts to improve. That’s not what living authentically is about.
You CAN (and must) realize that your being everything for everybody is not being your most authentic self… and you need to go find YOU and be your best. That is what living authentically is about.
So anyway…my thoughts midday…you’re welcome. I’m all over the place.
Go be real today.
(A migraine nearly kicked my butt this morning, but I’m feeling better so I got all shined up to go out and about with my girl this afternoon.)
Amanda Herring, Writer 