Yesterday I came home and I actually wanted to run. I had this weird feeling of my perfectionist inner voice hanging over me and I felt like putting my feet to pavement was the only thing that would help me leave it behind.
In the past I've often held onto the shame that my perfectionist dialogue can cause. Shame is a part of life and whether it is rational or not, we all feel it. To that end, I've been working on my shame resilience, as inspired by Brené Brown.
It starts with being able to tell when you are experiencing shame and to likely go against your natural tendencies to move toward, against or away from it. I'm learning that as soon as I feel this I need to reach out and speak about it. During that or after, I also need to move. Something about moving, especially outside, helps cleanse away those negative emotions.
Shame like fear is something that I'm learning to dance with. To accept it as part of life, but never to accept that it can dim my light.
Being a Force for Good 