I sort of fell behind on documenting my journey with my 2023 One Little Word,…
I completely missed that yesterday was the 4th Tuesday of the month and hence I didn’t do my monthly One Little Word update on time. The old me would have let it pass by and not blogged about it since I missed the official day to do my monthly update. But. I’m all open and stuff now so I’m doing it today even though I forgot about it yesterday. This being open thing is very . . . eye opening. Ha!
For this last month I’ve been trying to be open to accepting help. I’m generally the person who holds everyone else up, who supports the people around me when they are hurting, who carries the weight of other people’s pain. Randy’s death, though, has exposed a lot of that as bullshit and defensiveness and made me realize that it’s not my job to make sure everyone else is okay, that it’s fine for me to accept help from others and not always be the one who is the helper.
Being open means being vulnerable and that’s okay.
Being open to love and support and help is very rewarding even when it’s hard.
Being open allows for new ideas and opportunities.
Being open creates space for gratitude.
Being open means being present. And being present is my continuous goal.
Being open means thinking about things from a different perspective.
Being open means being alive.