I’ve lived a lot of my life according to the “shoulds” in my head. “You should be nice. You should do what they say. You should get along.”
Those fearful voices are vestiges of my little girl past. As I’ve befriended those voices, they have relaxed and made way for more of the vibrant, creative, empowered depths of me to emerge.
Being myself is a true joy!
Apparently, it is the deepest regret for seniors at the end their lives – to have not freely expressed themselves.
I’m grateful to have re-connected with myself to experience my aliveness and my sense of self-expression right now!
I’m reminded of the poet, Mary Oliver’s question, “Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life.”