Never Ask Yourself This Question

I have to be honest. I’ve never asked myself this question. And in fact, I’m pretty sure the only reason it’s even a thing is because pop psychology made it one.

So, have you ever asked yourself:

“Am I Enough?”

I guess my biggest problem with this question is its utterly vague nature. Enough of what? Enough of a parent? Enough of an athlete? A philanthropist? A student? A professional?

Ultimately, leaving that little detail out leaves only one option: everything.

And, spoiler alert: the answer is always yes!

God, the Universe, whatever you want to call it, doesn’t make mistakes. Everyone is perfect exactly the way you are.

And everyone is completely worthy of the very best life has to offer.

No matter what it is that you are working on in your life, no matter what it is that makes you feel small, you are doing the best you can with what you’ve got and therefore, you are enough.

No one can be more than what they are.

So, who are you?

And who do you want to be?

That differential is your potential and you already have every single thing you need to own your greatest dreams. You may have to dig inside–and you may have to dig down deep–but it’s there.

You are enough to earn a million dollars this year. You are enough to deserve the love of your dreams. You are enough to be healthy and happy and strong and….content. (Oh…and, yes, you are enough to nail your handstands. That, too.)

Whoever ever put the idea in your head that you are any less is not worthy of you, your time, or your energy.

If you want a question to ponder, ponder this instead:

Who am I?

And then bask in the glory of the answer.

mental. physical. spiritual. power.

Old Dog, New Tricks

It’s not true what they say. Who the heck are they anyway?

You can teach an old dog new tricks. As long as the dog is willing to learn.

At 50 years old, the one thing I hear the most about people and relationships is that–by this age–people only become more and more entrenched in who and what they already are. They are too old to change.

And so, what you see is what you get. Don’t expect different and you won’t be disappointed.

I call bullshit. (Excuse my French).

At 50 years old, I can honestly say that I am still a work in progress. And I try my darnedest to progress every single day. I think it is imperative if I want healthy relationships that I am constantly evolving.

At 50 years old, I am willing to put in the hard work of changing because it’s not like I turned 50 and suddenly became perfect.

Growth is hard. It can be painful. It is slow, tedious, and messily nonlinear. It comes with steps forward, and it certainly comes with setbacks.

At 50 years old, I have a lot of perspective. And it is up to me to be willing to observe, own, and break 50-year-old patterns. Because there is no sense in giving up on me until I am dead.

And I am not planning on being dead any time soon.

People always tell me, don’t go into relationships hoping people will become something they are not.

I’m here to tell you that I, for one, do want to be what I am not.

I want my healthy relationships (of every kind) to bring out the best of who I am. I want to be kinder, gentler, more patient. I want to be more tolerant, less rigid, more receptive. I want to be more awesome. Because no matter how awesome I may already be, there is a heck of a lot more awesome just waiting to be tapped into.

Tap. Tap. Tap.