Inside of me is my Sister Self. She loves me, and supports me, even when I goof up. Like today, I was feeling sorry for myself, so I came home and ate potato chips and chocolate. Sister Self is sad that I once again fell prey to my emotional eating. But she is just waiting to blossom like a flower. She is very patient. She has no power to make me change my ways, but she will be there to help me/us blossom if and when I can create better habits.
I got this "Sister Self" idea from a book... right now I can't remember the name of the book. I only read a few pages and loved this Sister Self concept. One of these days, I'll run across the book again and will read more of it. The book, like my Sister Self, is patient.
Once I went to a counselor to help me through a rough patch. She suggested that I have an "inner brat" who works against me. The problem is that it only hurts me. Like today, regarding my emotional eating, she would say that was my inner brat. I totally agreed with her at the time, and I bought the book she mentioned, Taming Your Inner Brat. But when I came across the Sister Self idea, I fell in love with my Sister Self. It's a much more helpful image to me -- more so than the idea that I am stuck with this inner brat who hurts me.
No... inside of me is a flower. She is sweet and beautiful and loves me unconditionally. As soon as (or if) I can let her out, she/I will blossom. Isn't that a much better image than having a "brat" stuck inside? I think so. Today my Sister Self is comforting me from the inside out.
I'm thankful for:
1) my husband
4) the joy I get in sewing/creating
5) my mom (I'm just thinking of her today. Haven't seen her in too long.)