It was one of those days. Having a phone conversation and heard words pop out of my mouth that left me feeling startled, “What did you say?! YOU didn’t!” I DID, somehow having breached my “do you really want to say this” sentry. (Was she asleep?) Do I fall back on my oft-used excuse, “I’m human?” Is being human a permission slip to verbally treat another person as unfit for consideration, without worth, or an object of derision (which my sentry, since she was, apparently, napping did not stop me from doing.)
MEA TOO! I’ve been allowing another’s judgement of me, to rent space in my head as I too, in turn, judge them equally as harsh. Although covid may not be as deadly as it once was, the fallout from it still lingers everywhere. Thank you for this! I’m choosing to put up a “No Space For Rent” sign in the cartoon bubble over my head from here on out and choose better feeling thoughts. ❤️
MEA TOO! I’ve been allowing another’s judgement of me, to rent space in my head as I too, in turn, judge them equally as harsh. Although covid may not be as deadly as it once was, the fallout from it still lingers everywhere. Thank you for this! I’m choosing to put up a “No Space For Rent” sign in the cartoon bubble over my head from here on out and choose better feeling thoughts. ❤️