It’s not you, it’s me.
It has always been me.
It’s easy to judge, criticize, condemn what you say and do. But it’s how I choose to respond that is the real problem.
What I choose to hear. The story I make up about what you do, or don’t do.
Most of life’s greatest hurts and letdowns are self-inflicted. Efforts to avoid or deflect away from our own internal wounds and pain. Taking an external event and internalizing it in the worst possible way – by blaming someone else for it.
It’s so easy to place blame at the feet of others.
It’s so hard to place blame at your own feet, and take responsibility.
Yet the moment you do, you create a new freedom and power that’s unlike anything you’ll ever access if you try to make it about anyone other than you.
When I feel myself moving to judgement, the first question to ask is – what is this bringing about in me that I need to recognize and release?
To accept responsibility for everything that happens to you is difficult. Requires courage. And forces you to question your own strength. Your morals. Your beliefs.
But it becomes a powerful way to demonstrate those very things to yourself. By stepping into what you create and owning it.
Personal freedom begins at the mantle of accountability. And without it, there shall be no freedom.