I came across this print on Pinterest yesterday, and it's had me thinking non-stop ever since:
One of the things my mother always hammered home to us as girls was to be nice to others. To treat others as we'd like to be treated in return. I took this VERY seriously as a child, and feel even stronger about it now that I am 40. What I still struggle with is why, if we want others to treat us nice, won't we be nice to ourselves first? This concept is one of the main points I've come away with since meeting Melody, and becoming a Brave Girl. You have to BE NICE to YOURSELF if you ever hope to live a full and happy life. And let's be honest, how are you REALLY going to be nice to others if you can't even manage it for yourself? It's hard sometimes, but I've found that the easiest way to be nice to myself is by doing the things I know I'm supposed to be doing. When I don't do the simple things I'm supposed to be doing every day: tidying up the house - doing laundry so everyone has clothes to wear - going grocery shopping - cooking diner - finding time for myself & my art - trying to meet my deadlines; I in turn get VERY hard on myself. I go off into that holding pattern of beating myself up until in the end I feel worse than I did when I started.
Now, the real excercise in being nice to ourselves comes when we CAN'T do the things we know we are supposed to. Say when we are ill or injured. Last week, I came down with a horrible cold, and was stuck on the couch for 4 days. During that time, all those things had to sit undone, but instead of beating myself up for not doing them, I tried to reassure my inner voice that it was okay to cut myself some slack. It was easy at first because I was way too sick to even care, but as I started to feel better I could hear that voice start to pipe up that things weren't getting done, and I was letting the family/myself/my commitments down. Now, Larry is amazing in these situations because he doesn't cut me slack unless it's truly deserved. He reminded me gently & then more urgently that if I didn't continue to rest I was just going to end up being sick three times as long. I knew in my heart he was right, but my brain kept insisting I needed to get it together. This is where I have to really work at shushing my inner critic, and go with what I know to be true ... and it does get easier with practice and repetition.
So ... be nice to each other, but most of all remember to be nice to yourself.
NOW GO MAKE ART!



















