I didn't need to be a perfect mom, a super mom, I just had to be a good enough mom. That idea makes tasks manageable. I can be a good enough coach, psychologist, candle maker. Somehow taking away that perfectionism allows me to venture in. I have permission not to be finished, not to have all my t's crossed and i's dotted.
When I think of my own perfectionism I view myself as frozen in time and space. Nothing gets done or accomplished ! Nothing to show for my time and energy in paralyzed land. Indeed isn't that wonderfully safe?
So, I am joining Connie in sticking my neck out.
My new mantra has two parts: anything worth doing is worth doing poorly....and, more importantly, "I am enough !"
