“The only thing keeping you from what it is you really want is the story you have about why you can’t have it.” – Anthony Robbins

As a poet/writer, storytelling is key. I’m a creative chick who’s been blessed with a very active and vivid imagination so being able to spin a story isn’t hard work for me. I’d heard a quote similar to this some years ago when I first decided to do a little “soul work” on myself. I “heard” the quote then but kept moving through life. Telling myself stories. Telling them to other people.

Remember these posts -
”Tears for a Little Girl”, ”A Question of Enough”, and “When is Enough Enough”? Those posts were about my “Enough” issues – am I smart enough, pretty enough, etc. Ahhhh, the beauty of hindsight.

I read that quote about the story we tell ourselves and I realize that all of my “ENOUGH” issues are stories. Many of them didn’t even start with me – they’re stories that someone else told about me. Baggage. Some are stories I told about myself.

You know, the stories that others told (tell) about me? If they aren’t true, that makes them poorly written fairytales. Why am I still believing them? Do I still believe in “Billy Goat Gruff”, “Rapunzel”, “Little Red Riding Hood”? No. So why am I still dragging that mess around? I think it’s just force of habit. Well, I think that’s what it WAS cause I’m dumping that trash. No recycling allowed.

Now, the stories that I tell myself about myself? Those to me are more serious. Why? Sometimes they become so ingrained, we don’t even realize they’re part of our thought process. Because we don’t always SAY them out loud, we don’t realize how much of an impact they have on how we live…or why we hide from life.

But I’m a writer dammit! And so, I know that I can edit that crap. I can do massive revisions. I.CAN.REWRITE.THE.STORY. And so, I do. I rewrite it. Every day. And I live my life from the pieces that have been rewritten, reworded, rescripted. Those are the pieces that ring true for me.

The pieces that show me as being

Loving enough
Beautiful enough
Smart enough
Special enough
Funny enough
Insightful enough
Thoughtful enough
Brave enough
Hard-working enough
Deserving enough
Creative enough

That’s my story: ENOUGH. I am enough. In every since of the word. I’m gonna let that marinate in my spirit for a while…this knowledge that not only am I enough but that I’ve ALWAYS been enough, no matter who was telling the story. Mmm, I hear that thought playing over the soundtrack of Peace in my life. Makes one hell of a theme song Baby. I can dance to that. Cupid Shuffle Baby!

Know that you are enough too. It may not happen overnight but SAY IT UNTIL YOU SEE IT!

Live Deliciously!
J