“Failure is an event, never a person.”
–William D. Brown
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Whether you are a beginner, an established writer, a published author, or are looking for a creative vacation with your spouse…I have a retreat for you.
“Failure is an event, never a person.”
–William D. Brown
Whether you are a beginner, an established writer, a published author, or are looking for a creative vacation with your spouse…I have a retreat for you.
Failure is easier to mark than success, but the perspective makes all the difference…. a day which went awry is not the only day …..more than once I felt like a failure experience was whirling….. you can go down with that BUT leaning into the down sides, tonglen as Ani Pema says means we can come through to the other side…. with the seeds of compassion. .. and compassion … loving our self and others brings the brightness and I am concentrating on light, not darkness.
Keep safe, wear masks, refleect, get up and keep on looking inside and out.
Failure? Fail your what, whom? It doesn’t really matter whom or what I failed yesterday because like a good housewife scrupulously sweeping up the crumbs after a family meal, I have grown in conscientiousness about taking only my responsibility in the dramas of my life. I’ve searched inside and out in order that my “I am sorry for failure” is my truth. I walked away better equipped to understand that failure can also mean another chance to make it better or let it go.
“Im a failure” I used to think those words about myself daily.. I used to wear it like an identity.
Every new task I undertook those words would flare and shout from the back of my mind, undermining each action I took..
I had heard these words as a child and they still echoed through my very character and sense of self.
I’d always tell people “be positive and you can achieve anything!” Yet somehow I could never apply those words to myself.
As I grew, so did my understanding.
I realized that I am Not my trauma, that I am more than a sum of my parts!
That inner critic I had let rule my life, was a echo of abuse and Not my inner guild as I had always thought.
Finally I was Free, in the knowledge that my inner guild only Ever wants my highest good!
So every time the little echo whispered “you are a failure..” I could see it for what it was, an abusive comment that my young mind had taken on as a self belief.
I know now I wasn’t failing.
I was surviving.
Until I was ready to learn to thrive!