I hold my pencil funny.
For years, and with the best of intentions, my precious dad kept urging and instructing me to hold it the “right” way.
I think I even got stickers as a reward when I did. 😉
As a little girl, I would look at him puzzled…
I simply didn’t get it. This worked for ME. I could still write endless pages of the creative stories I so loved to write and do everything else I possibly could — whether I held my pencil in the way he was certain was best or in the way that felt good and natural to me.
And I certainly wasn’t doing anyone any harm. (Well, unintentionally, maybe my dad!)
It just didn’t make sense.
And I’m SO glad it didn’t.
Sorry, Dad, I know you tried. 😃
As adults, it’s a whole lot bigger than how he hold our pencil.
It’s the careers, friends, and partners we choose, the clothes we wear, the ways we decorate our homes, and the cars we drive. It’s how we raise our own kids. It’s what we eat. It’s the places we spend our time. It’s the way we express ourselves. Or don’t.
Who are you letting be the authority of your joy?
Whose path are YOU on?
The one somebody else decided was “right” for you?
Or the one you know is right for you, because your whole being lights up with YES, because the proof is in the joy it brings, because you know it works because it works for YOU, because it makes you feel like ALL of you, because it makes you fully come alive?
Here’s a whole lotta loving, enthusiastic support to choose what’s right for YOU.
Not him or her or them. YOU.
You, and only you, have the greatest access to your own brilliant internal navigation system that will guide you to what is aligned with your truest and most lasting happiness.
And it doesn’t need to make sense to anyone else.
Because YOU know. And that is more than enough.
You get to be the authority of your own joy! ❤️