Well hello little badass calendar
Finding compassion for myself, or you for yourself…
What a novel idea.
I don’t know about you, but I have a tendency to blame myself for everything.
When I say everything, I mean everything— whether it’s in my control, out of my control, something someone else did or didn’t do, something I did or didn’t do, literally everything.
I really should say I had a tendency to blame myself for everything. I’ve been working on that.
Perhaps it’s because I am getting older.
Maybe I have been showing myself compassion.
I just could be looking back on my life.
Every fucked up situation. Dead-end relationships, times where I took blame on myself instead of placing it square where it should be.
I wish I had realized many of the lessons I learned in the last 18 months (while going through grief and mourning) much earlier in my life.
My latest lessons have been compassion and acceptance. Mostly of and for myself.
I’ve learned to forgive myself first and foremost. For things real and perceived.
I’ve learned that I am not in control, regardless of how much I’d like to be.
I’ve learned that everything in my life, every single situation has happened for a reason.
I’ve learned to never take one moment of life for granted and to be grateful for everything.
That every person in my life has been placed here for a reason, a season, or a lifetime.
My life, since the day I was born, has been pre-destined and pre-ordained.
Trust me, I’ve tried many times to fuck it up.
But G-d in H-s graciousness is faithful.
Every time I thought I was lost, whether through situations outside my control or I put myself in, grief, brokenness, hardships, or seeking the truth, I was being held.
Held by G-d and others H- placed in my life through a kind word, an unlikely friendship, unbreakable bonds formed, and support that came out of nowhere.
I am richly blessed.
I wish you peace, joy, live, and happiness.
XO Lisa ❤️ living a gratitude filled life!