Mirror, Mirror on the Door...

Dear Friends,

This morning, I stood in front of my wall-to-wall mirrored closet doors (a cruel feature in an old woman’s bedroom) and practiced some self-loathing.

If you are young, living a healthy lifestyle, blessed with a flawless skin and a pleasing figure - good for you! I’m not, don’t and am not, again! Thus, I decided to put into practice Martha Beck’s (my new obsession) statements that self-acceptance frees me, but self-rejection will make me freeze!

Step 1: recognize the truth that bothers me – done!

Step 2: recognize my true feelings about the truth that’s bothering me –done!

I stood there, in front of my head-to-toe reflection, waiting for the stress-relieving self-acceptance to kick in – nothing!

I’m getting old – true! I hate it – true! Do I feel better by staring at gravity looking right back at me? No! Self-rejection? Totally!

Perhaps I don’t love or hate myself enough to move to the next level – “quick correction” and “rapid progress!”

Perhaps, accepting some acceptances is easier than others. For example, I have accepted that science and technology have not advanced as much as the inventors want us to believe. Otherwise, someone would have already patented a self-improvement device or a rejuvenating regime that didn’t involve effort, pain, or money.

I also have accepted that with my poor sense of direction, it will take me a while (a long while) to get from knowing the truth to accepting the truth.

Accepted and filed!

What have you accepted and filed, today?