Last night I had another meeting with my Women Circle, and we continued the topic of the First Clan Mother - "Talks With Relations". We had two very nice exercises, one of which was to say out loud "I am a master of..." but it had to be something positive. And it wasn't easy at all!
First things that came to my mind were:
"I am a master of not finishing what I started."
"I am a master of withdrawal."
"I am a master of procrastination."
And I saw that other girls also struggled with chasing away the first negative thoughts that came to their minds.
Why is it so hard to think good things about ourselves? Isn't it enough that all the others are so very critical about us and we have to add this inner critic as well? Why are we afraid to find nice positive features in ourselves? Are we scared to be regarded as boastful? Why, even if we eventually say something nice about ourselves, we immediately counterweight it with some "but..." which scales down our achievements so they would seem small and insignificant? Who taught us so?
Think about the answers to those questions as I will.
For all of you - a piece of Polish tradition: carnival cakes called faworki (one cake = faworek). You can find the description in my post from last year.
BTW, The International Pajama Day is coming (3rd Feb)! *^v^*