Picture yourself when you were five. In fact, dig out a photo of little you at that time and tape it to your mirror. How would you treat her, love her, feed her? How would you nurture her if you were the mother of little you? I bet you would protect her fiercely while giving her space to spread her itty-bitty wings. She’d get naps, healthy food, imagination time, and adventures into the wild. If playground bullies hurt her feelings, you’d hug her tears away and give her perspective. When tantrums or meltdowns turned her into a poltergeist, you’d demand a loving time-out in the naughty chair. From this day forward I want you to extend that same compassion to your adult self.
Kris Carr (via purlsbeforewine)
O-oh. I did not know what I was expecting when I read that, but that was not it. Still, I think that actually makes it better for me. Thank you~
and I will Try.
I… I actually needed this.
I actually did this. I found this photo:
And put it on my mirror.
I remember this being taken. I was about to start my 4H camp, and I was super excited, but a little nervous. I remember breathing fresh country air, loving the dense trees, and feeling completely comfortable in my own skin. I’m still that little girl. And I should treat myself with as much love as I have for past-me.
I love seeing that picture every day.
Try to remember this when you’re at camp. If everyone there is actively taking care of themselves and their friends/campers/co-workers etc, you will be building a fantastic place.