Nothing I did held grace in my own eyes. I could only see what remained to be completed. How what I had done was not executed well enough. How others in the same situation produce results that look professional, while mine look amateurish. At best.

I was applying to myself this horrible, odious, aggressive and misogynistic saying I’d heard once:

“When you come home, beat up your wife. If you don’t know why: she does.”  I just wanted to beat myself up, and anything and everything became a pretext for it.

I’m pretty sure you know what I’m talking about.

But what if we modified that saying a little?

“When you come home, bring flowers to your wife. If you don’t know why: she does.”

I got myself flowers.

I was so moved!

And since then, I’ve had some of the best ideas I’ve had in a long while. Clearly, those flowers went a long way with that internal “wife” of mine…

Let me know what you do to recognize yourself, with no reason at all than just being here for yourself 24/7, 365 days a year?

No bad horses, only untrained riders 🐴