On the journey of honouring ourselves, it is so easy to fall into old patterns. Patterns in which we dishonour ourselves because of the comfortability it brings.

It is so much easier to let ourselves down instead of others because the pain is ours to own alone as opposed to seeing the disappointment in another’s face. Or so we think. Until self begins to resent self for betrayal.

I am learning that honouring myself is a daily exercise. Every single day I am met with choices – is it what I want to do and will it serve my call in the long run?

And every day, I grapple within myself to find the right answer for me. Some days I succeed and it feels sticky, initially, until I fully realise how it serves me. Other days I fail and only realise it when I feel I’ve let myself down.

So do I quit – because more often than not I am still dishonouring myself? Not quite.

The confidence I build each time I honour myself is bolstering my will to say no to what doesn’t serve me and to be less afraid of what does serve me. The time between dishonouring myself and the realisation of that dishonour is growing progressively smaller. And that’s a win!

In the illustrious words of baby girl, Aaliyah:

If at first you don’t succeed, dust yourself off and try again.

aaliyah haughton | Try Again

A mantra that I keep reminding myself about. Some days, I do feel like I will never get it right. Other days, when I wake up in the morning, I actively choose to prioritise myself, my goals and what I value – first thing in the day. Everything else can come later.

If I don’t prioritise what I need and want first, it only gets harder to prioritise it as the day goes on and others’ demands begin to take precedence. And so far, that’s been working for me.

Some days it’s the ghetto. Other days, it’s giving ‘balance’. And isn’t that the seesaw of life? The key is to get the seesaw as level as can be with fewer drastic dips than the day before.

How do you do it?

love,

Rumbi