It’s radical to imagine we’re enough as we are.
I think you are. I feel like I am.
Things are going to come and go and come and go in our lives. But there’s always something that remains. And that’s you. That’s me. That I find amazing.
The you-ness, the me-ness is enough.
It can take some reflecting for this to sink in. I don’t know about you, but I’ve heard so many messages that if I just get _____, or do ______, I’ll be better. People will admire me. But I’ve found if I don’t recognize I’m enough, there’s not enough things in the world to make me feel okay.
When I put my hand on my heart, when I take a quiet moment, when I’m walking outside, as I write this, I remember, “Oh, yeah, this is enough. I’m valuable as I am.”