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Embrace the glorious mess!

This past week I was able to listen to an interview with Elizabeth Gilbert, the author best known for  "Eat, Pray, Love" and now "The Signature of All Things."  
She shared of herself with ease, admitting that she wasn't a guru, but with insights that only come from someone who is wise to the ways of the world.  Someone who has taken the time to observe and reflect on her own life and the spinning of the world around her.

I needed to be at the interview and I needed to hear what she had to share!
Something that might not seem profound to the person down the row from me, hit my soul.  Buried into my heart.

She talked about the word balance and it's impact on women.  She said the word was a "weapon against women."  That sounded harsh, but I hung in with her, and what I took from her explanation was the idea that women are trying to have it all, striving toward something that isn't achievable.  We juggle and cope, work and caretake, always striving toward this pinnacle that isn't possible.  
Instead she called, "Embrace the glorious mess that you are!"

"Embrace the glorious mess!"

Life isn't going to be perfect.  Life is going to take energy.  Some days are going to kick my butt.  Some days I am going to feel the lightness and some days will feel dark.  Can I embrace both?  Can I get to the end of the day and know that I embraced the perceived "good and bad."

At this point, all I can do is continue to keep my list of values-the unwavering goals that call from my heart-in the forefront as my day evolves.  When things get harried, I can take a step back and see if I am willing to embrace it or tweak it to fit my values.  I want to stay in the midst without beating myself up because I might be "out of balance."

I have had this magnet on my fridge for a while now.  I need it's quiet reassurance.


How do you embrace the messiness of life?  Can you still be kind to yourself in the midst of it all?

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