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Nothing Wrong

nothing wrongMoving is exhausting. That’s what I’ve remembered (again) this week. Moving is exhausting.

I don’t know about you, but when I’m overly tired, my mind can get a little….monkey-ish. Jumping around to all sorts of insecurities, fears, and second-guessing everything.

It’s been quite the week trying to corral my monkey brain.

Fortunately, this past week I’ve also been participating in a Facebook group centered around the idea of practicing 30 days of “Nothing Wrong with Me.” The idea is that we practice knowing everyday, in our bones, that there is nothing wrong with us.

Nothing wrong with our choices.
Nothing wrong with how we feel.
Nothing wrong with who we are.
Nothing wrong with what we love.
Nothing wrong with how we grieve.
Nothing wrong with where we are in life.

Nothing wrong with us, period.

We are exactly where we are supposed to be. Doing exactly what we are supposed to be doing. Feeling exactly what we are supposed to feel. Loving what we are supposed to love. Making the perfect and right choices for us right now.

When it’s time to be or do or feel or choose something different, we will. And that will be exactly right too.

Even the overenthusiastic monkey-brain is exactly right.

Because unless we make it so ourselves, there’s never anything wrong with us.

Where in your life could you practice a little “nothing wrong with me?”

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