It’s been raining off and on all day and the trees are blooming. Now I’m home with the family, watching Anna and the Apocalypse, and visiting with our three guinea pigs. We take each one out and give them a treat and cuddles every night and at other random times. They are happy guineas.
I’ve been doing a lot of new things lately. I feel myself waking up again. I’ve started recording the first episode of my new podcast but I need to work on it more this weekend before I can release it because I want it to sound more natural and conversational. I’m also getting back to blogging, writing my bipolar book, and considering starting a youtube video channel on cozy, slow living.
I feel like during the bulk of the craziest parts of Covid that I was a shadow of my normal self. But I feel a version of my old self plus a new facet of being is emerging. I love me now. And I have compassion for who I was. I used to look harshly on myself for wasting my life partying and chasing all the wrong things and the wrong people. I look on Past Me with love now. She did her best with what she knew.
I am, however, happy she evolved into me. I’m good with who I am, where my mind is, where my heart is. And I am going in the right direction. It’s easy to be harsh on who you were and the mistakes you made. But we are all a work in progress doing the best we can with what we have. You cannot judge a past version of yourself from a more evolved standpoint, all the while knowing that it was that person, and those mistakes and decisions that made you who you are now. Be kinder to yourself. That’s what the world needs more of.
Kindness. It starts with you. The world is not always changed by huge movements or grand gestures. Sometimes- most times- it’s in the small things, the little changes we make in our homes, our lives, the way we teach our children. Don’t overlook the simple ways we could mold the world into a better place. Start a small revolution. Peace and love.