Well... the perfectionism bug had hold of me today while I was painting. I redid that beak so many times I lost count. Finally, I realized what I was doing and that my perfectionism demons were all over me. I've recently needed more space for myself (having dental issues, ugh!) and have had to say no to things like long phone calls or social gathering. My senses are on high alert. "Will they be mad? Will they not love me anymore?" It's painful. So, I did my best to remind myself that I don't have to be perfect in order to be loved. I let the beak be blurry. I let the painting be less than perfect. I'm letting myself be less than perfect, too. Protecting my nervous system, and taking care of myself is my first job. I need to practice what I preach. Love, yourself first, Cheri, then love others. Yeah, that!
Love, Cheri
