Twenty weeks. Twenty blog posts.
I am proud of myself. I showed up every Tuesday morning and I did this thing. I wrote a post.
I deserve to celebrate that. I deserve to be proud of myself.
How often do we celebrate our accomplishments though? I think this is a first for me, but as I continue down this path of self reflection, I realize how tragic that is.
How often are we allowed to tell the world about some wonderful things we've done without watering that accomplishment down with a Mississippi River sized amount of self-deprecation?
No more. I've done something monumental for me. I've opened myself up to the world. I've revealed my inner thoughts; my personal journey. I am taking down my walls.
A few months back, I had a dream about personifying the High Priestess card and reflecting back my own potential from a beautiful, large crystal ball. As a reward for my achievement, I've gifted myself such a ball. I earned it.
I'm making a point of celebrating these twenty weeks because I never do. When I achieve things, I shrug it off as just being what I expect of myself, while in the past I've tortured and criticized myself for the things I didn't do.
I'm not going to do that anymore. I am going to acknowledge that I'm human and sometimes I'm going to fail. I'm going to embrace myself in all my flawed humanity.
When I do accomplish something, I'm going to acknowledge that. I am going to celebrate it. I am going to congratulate myself; take myself out to lunch; buy myself that little something I've been wanting.
We all deserve that. No more constant self criticism; no more tearing down. You're human and you're flawed. We all are.
When you achieve something, acknowledge it; announce it to the world. Stop feeling like you have to downplay what you've achieved; what you've worked for. Don't hide yourself away anymore.
You absolutely deserve this moment in the sun. Take yourself out for a nice lunch. Buy that new little gadget or pretty thing.
Celebrate how amazing you are.