I had a weekend like that last weekend. I decided to draw a picture of "the procrastinator." She was holding a book in one hand and a feather duster in the other, depicting tasks I might do to avoid what I really need to be doing. She was standing on one foot to show she was off-balance. She had a big smile on her face, but underneath there was pain. Her thought bubble depicted a person carrying a huge rock.
After I drew my image of this procrastinator aspect of my personality, I carried it with me next to my heart for the day. I tried to visualize this part of myself and send it love and acceptance and compassion. For me, I saw that the procrastinator was taking on this huge pain trying to shield me from a task that I was afraid of failing at.
I believe that you have to accept yourself the way you are before you can change.
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~Lauxa~
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