Today is a celebration.
A celebration of seeing myself, every day for 1,000 days.
A celebration of kindness and self-love.
It has been days and days and days of discovery and sadness and joy and insight and loneliness and inspiration and, and, and…
Writing to myself everyday was a turning point.
It feels like, in these 1,000 days, I have pulled up more of the weeds and have grown more towards the sun than ever before. Maybe that’s just because I have a record of the changes, a reference point for the transformation. Maybe I can just see the progress better than ever before.
But I think it is more than that.
Being in this daily conversation has meant it has been harder to pretend. Harder to keep doing the things that I do to get in my own way.
Or, rather…it has meant it has been easier to be kind to myself about all the things I do that don’t lead me on the path I would like to walk upon.
And, it has made it much clearer how often I am running full pelt along the path I want to live. And just how good that feels.
And how many people I am running alongside.
That’s probably the biggest thing about this 1,000-day adventure.
This commitment to seeing myself every day has shown me how much I belong.
It has shown who I belong with.
So today, Self, I celebrate our 1,000 days of daily conversation.
It’s a joy and a privilege.
— — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — —