That’s not a typo in the title by the way.
Hang on to your aprons cause things are about to get spicy.
I love pasta, especially a good pasta sauce. When you’re cooking dinner for your family, one way you know it’s done is to taste it.
Directly experience it for yourself to see if it’s good enough for the people you love. Right?
Now think about how you treat yourself. What do you say to yourself about yourself? If you’re your number one fan that’s fantastic.
But if the voice between your ears feeds you stuff you wouldn’t feed the people you love. Well we need to pitch it in the trash and start from scratch.
For decades life has been my kitchen. Lemme tell ya. I’ve been poached, burned, dropped, rolled and chopped. Quite recently I was pretty baked.
The point being. If it doesn’t taste good enough for your family, you’re probably not gonna feed it to em.
Some of the stuff you say to yourself, you wouldn’t say to them because you love them. But wait.
I invite you to think about love as something you can feel, taste, smell, touch. Just like tasting the best pasta sauce when it’s ready.
You’re kidding yourself if you think the poison in your mind doesn’t find it’s way into the heart of those you love.
But like any committed Chef you’re always about upping your game and insist upon even better ingredients.
Ones that promote focus, growth, healing. You know they’re the best because you enjoy them yourself, you know firsthand.
You know what it feels like to be treated in a loving way. It makes treating others in a loving way come more naturally.
I’m honored work with Moms who are learning to love themselves after spending years putting themselves last.
Inside your own mind must become the safest place to be. Whenever possible.
It’s a matter of training yourself to be more self-compassionate and accepting of yourself as an imperfect human. Even finding joy in it.
Learning to let go of perfectionism and embracing curiosity.
A loving approach toward yourself acknowledges you are both good enough as you are, and you’re growing.