Simple. Divine. True.
I came across this sentence the other day and it really got me to thinking. Of all the beautiful people I’ve worked with in therapy, this form of emotional extortion is one of the fundamental reasons individuals wind up in a state of angst, pain and turmoil. They’re walking around with this almost sub conscious conviction that they’re ‘not yet’ enough.
I’m not enough to get where I want to get. I’m not enough to arrive at where I’m going. I’m not enough to be treated as I long to be. I’m not enough to reward myself with care and generosity.
The curious thing is, no one in history has ever hated themselves into becoming a ‘better’, more balanced, person.
This mode of thinking, the dastardly ‘if only’ trait, shoves us straight out of the present moment, into the mud. Mud made thicker by our mind’s lean toward cynicism, where our thoughts mourn a lost past, or worry about a future unseen.
Yet waiting here patiently all along, sits the present moment; the only place where we can truly find peace.
So I audaciously give the middle-finger to withholding. This is for you, for me, for us. Because, at the beginning and the end, we are always, enough.
Feature image by the talented Gary Jarvis