"The real difficulty is to overcome how you think about yourself." – Maya Angelou
Those words hold a mirror to the inner terrain many of us quietly navigate. Not the outer world - but the one shaped by our self-perception: the way we see ourselves, speak to ourselves, and define who we are based on what we’ve been told, or what we’ve believed we had to be.
How often have we altered ourselves to be accepted?
Dieted, silenced our voice, questioned our worth, chosen clothes or careers or haircuts - not because they felt true, but because they felt acceptable.
For many, these moments aren’t just passing choices - they become patterns. Patterns formed in the effort to fit into a mold that never quite felt like home.
But there comes a moment of awakening. A quiet shift.
A realization that self-acceptance isn’t found through external validation - it’s rooted in love. Unconditional love.
And for those on a spiritual path, that love often begins with the Divine. A love without condition, without comparison, without judgment.
In the reflection of something greater - Creator, Universe, Source - we remember what it feels like to be held in complete acceptance.
From this space, it becomes possible to see ourselves with more compassion. To gently challenge the voice that says we’re too much, not enough, or somehow broken.
That voice is not the truth of who we are.
It’s an echo of old wounds, old systems, old stories that we no longer need to carry.
Changing the way we think about ourselves isn’t always easy. But it is possible.
It takes awareness.
It takes being present with the thoughts that arise -and choosing to soften them, to let them pass rather than hold them tight.
It takes reminding ourselves - again and again - that:
💛 There is nothing wrong with you.
💛 You are not your past choices - they were part of your path.
💛 You are not the standards of society - you are a soul.
💛 You are beautifully, wholly, powerfully you.
Let yourself believe that.
Let yourself become that.
Not by changing who you are, but by remembering who you’ve always been.
With love,
Susan
