This massive group effort by people all over the world to take up the 21 Challenge makes it so much easier to fulfill my end of the deal. I don't wan to disappoint my fellow challengers (just like a woman, eh?). I've been able to start checking out some of the blogs and 'inspired' doesn't quite describe the feeling I come away with. I think if we give ourselves a moment, we can grasp a sense of joining in the extraordinary. Not that anything we're doing is, in itself, extraordinary, but that our collective purpose elevates what would be an individual struggle to a larger march to a greater good.
And no, we're not talking about life coaching which incidentally, is what women have already been doing since children were born into this world. We're talking about cheering each other on and even more importantly cheering ourselves on. All too often, I lean into the habit of beating myself up over some failure, shortcoming or perceived slight. It's sad that at moments, I have difficulty putting the pen to paper to pat myself on the back for a job well done.
One of my added hopes over this 21 days is that the thoughts will flow easier and more gently into the journal, without hesitation and with great self-acceptance. After all, who wouldn't like a little cheerleader shouting "Yeah Me!" in their corner?
P.S. Happy Birthday to two very special new babies in this world Samantha and Mikayla! Girls, you are going to be so entirely loved and spoiled by an incredible family.