By 7am this morning, I'd had a lousy day. I'd yelled at my kids. I kept the same record spinning and spinning and spinning in my head: Why am I a failure? Why is everything -- every. single. thing - hard? So hard? Why can't I catch the slightest whiff of lift in my life? Why do I intellectually grasp we are all one, we are all love, we are united...and I cannot live that truism? Why can I not let go of my anger and frustration and heartache that I am nothing, a waste, an unworthy potentiality never realizing an iota of the goodness, the greatness I feel dwells inside my heart?
I wrote my coach a long screed, self-indulgent, angry, fierce, honest and brutal. I began: "Funny. As I was opening email to start this, i received Tom White’s newsletter. This issue: When Things Fall Apart. I should read that."
Beautiful writing, Tom. I can see from the comments that there is already a handful of lives that you have ministered to. In another life, maybe you were a pastor or holy man :) My repeat story is that I do everything wrong and nothing is ever good enough or enough. Being aware of the critical voice hasn't seemed to alleviate it much yet, but finding beauty, joy and love in the journey has been soothing.
Thank you, Mike! You can’t climb a smooth mountain so keep at it. I appreciate your vulnerability, we need more of it as it allows for compassion and leads to grace.
By 7am this morning, I'd had a lousy day. I'd yelled at my kids. I kept the same record spinning and spinning and spinning in my head: Why am I a failure? Why is everything -- every. single. thing - hard? So hard? Why can't I catch the slightest whiff of lift in my life? Why do I intellectually grasp we are all one, we are all love, we are united...and I cannot live that truism? Why can I not let go of my anger and frustration and heartache that I am nothing, a waste, an unworthy potentiality never realizing an iota of the goodness, the greatness I feel dwells inside my heart?
I wrote my coach a long screed, self-indulgent, angry, fierce, honest and brutal. I began: "Funny. As I was opening email to start this, i received Tom White’s newsletter. This issue: When Things Fall Apart. I should read that."
I'm glad I did. Thank you, Tom. There is hope.
“Dum spiro, spero.” While I breathe, I hope!
Beautifully written and inspiring. All should read. Well done Thomas. God Bless and keep the ideas flowing.
Thank you and God bless!
Beautiful writing, Tom. I can see from the comments that there is already a handful of lives that you have ministered to. In another life, maybe you were a pastor or holy man :) My repeat story is that I do everything wrong and nothing is ever good enough or enough. Being aware of the critical voice hasn't seemed to alleviate it much yet, but finding beauty, joy and love in the journey has been soothing.
Thank you Amanda! Just do it! https://www.whitenoise.email/p/do-it
Loved this!
Thank you Tracy!
"Feel everything. Love hard. Fight well." Fantastic! I'm writing that one down!
Thank you, my friend!
Thank you, Mike! You can’t climb a smooth mountain so keep at it. I appreciate your vulnerability, we need more of it as it allows for compassion and leads to grace.