There is something I do every day which every day I judge myself for doing. It's sometime important to me, and something I enjoy. It's also a time-waster and probably not very good for my posture.
The thing is, I'm going to keep doing it. Because it's something important to me and something I enjoy. The votes have been counted. The die is cast. The decision has been made. I'm going to do it. So why the hell do I continue to judge myself for it as though I'm considering giving it up?
From now on, that's one internal conversation I will not entertain, one hair shirt I will not wear, one less suit I will bring against myself.
What a relief. Okay, now what can I let go of? What unnecessary judgment, what clutter, what unrealized dreams? If I have less future than past, as I surely do, then let me not fill it with unnecessary condemnation of myself.
