Who ya gonna call?

It is said that you are your own best teacher. It is also said that you are your own worst enemy. Diametrically opposite statements… but both of them oh so true!

One of the things I have noticed is that I seem to be learning the same lessons over and over again. It may sound like I just discovered the power of showing up or doing despite but really I kinda knew all along. I just needed a reminder.

Over the years, I’ve often wondered why there are lessons in life that come up repeatedly. There are skills like reading or riding a bike that you learn once and then are pretty much competent at for life. But not everything is quite as straightforward.

For some reason, we seem to grow up with this inner critic that just loves to raise his or her little head whenever we are stepping up. Or when we’re feeling down. And these inner critics are powerful little gremlins.

I’m feeling tired tonight and my gremlins are kicking off. Having a party and a laugh at my expense. They are like that, the pesky little critters. They always get you when you’re feeling a bit frazzled. Never when you’re feeling great. I know that. Even so, they still get me.

Maybe that’s one of the reasons I write… so that I can remember the lessons I am learning over and over again. Or maybe so that I can read my own writing as a bedtime story to the gremlins. That’ll shut them right up.

Or maybe I just need some good old-fashioned Ghostbusters to knock them back into submission. After all, I’m afraid of no ghost. But I might rethink taking a shower tonight.

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