I’m hoping you remember what I told you last week: you are good enough for whatever you desire. And you know what else? You deserve it, too. I’m serious. For real.
I know, from personal experience upon personal experience, how easy it is to come up with reasons why I won’t get that job I want or the pay I want or whatever. I know it’s easy to look at others and say, “Yeah but SHE’s always helping people” or “Yeah, but HE does more work than I do.” As if their accomplishments mean you’re not worthy. It just isn’t true. Just like there are those who seem to do more and have more than you, there are others who seem to do less, and have more. So, what does that even mean?
It means other people have no bearing on your worthiness or what you deserve. They’re only responsible for their lives, not yours. That’s on you. And a big part of our experiences here (on earth I mean) have to do with what we feel we deserve. You may have heard the expression, “We accept what we think we deserve.” If you hadn’t, now you have, and it rings true. If you don’t feel you deserve a raise, chances are you won’t try very hard to get it. If there’s any kind of setback or obstacle, I’m willing to wager that you’re likely to take it as a sign that it wasn’t meant for you.
While there are things that just aren’t meant for you, I’m sure you know the difference between accepting a result after having done all you can, and affecting the result because you chose to let it go. And either way is perfectly fine, really, it’s your life.
But you are worthy and deserving. I just really wanted to let you know.
All my love,
I may not know you, but I feel like I know your soul. Maybe because it calls so loudly that I have no choice but to listen – and to learn. Maybe because our souls are so kindred that they call to each other. No matter. I’m here now, talking to you in this letter, because I want to tell you something you may never have heard before. Or maybe you have heard it, but not often. Or maybe you’ve heard it but don’t believe it. It’s something you need to know and remember about yourself always: You ARE good enough.
I mean, the word ‘good’ is totally subjective, so let’s say good means valuable, important, worthwhile. Given this, you are more than good enough. Believe me. Everything starts with belief, so why not start with the belief that you, yes you, are valuable, important, and worthwhile – in short, GOOD – enough?
Enough for what? What are you good enough for, you ask? What aren’tyou good enough for? Nothing, that’s what. You are good enough for anything you desire. Please remember that.
All my love,
Happy Mother’s Day! Last year I wrote you a song. This year, let it be a letter.
We are, now and forever, linked. You’ve always been my security blanket, my shoulder to cry on, my heartbeat, and my wings. You keep me centred and make me feel like I can actually… not just fly, but SOAR.
You’re that voice of reason that sometimes drives me crazy, because I know you’re right, but I just don’t want to hear it in that moment. Eventually, I end up doing some combination of what you and Daddy suggested in the first place. And you have never said, “I told you so,” and I am infinitely grateful to you for that.
I am amazed at what you have endured and you’re still so much more youthful and free-spirited than I think I’ve ever been. We fight and have our power struggles and I still know that I can tell you anything. ANYTHING.
Please know that you are beautiful, strong, caring, loving, loveable, and loved. Always.
Forever your ‘honeychild,’
I’m glad you found this page! These letters are written from my own personal experiences and thoughts to you. Yeah, you! I write them in the hopes that they may help you come to terms with the fact that you’re really awesome. You may have lost sight of that somewhere along the way. If you have, I hope these letters help bring your magnificence back into view. If you never lost sight of this, congratulations! You’re way ahead of the game. Maybe, then, these letters will just be loving reminders to you.
I plan to write a letter every Sunday. I invite you to keep me accountable. If Sunday passes and you see no post, send me a comment or a tweet or something! I’d love that, actually!
Anyway let’s get on with it.