Photo by me from my archive.
Dear future self,
The last couple of days have actually felt like I’m living my life.
Let’s see if I’m going to be able to describe this adequately. Most of my life has felt like I was waiting for my life to start. Like I needed to do a few more things, change something here or there in order for my life to be the life I want.
Shifts often happen gradually, I guess I’ve been arriving more and more lately. But yesterday, when the dogs and I returned from a walk and I looked at the entrée of our house, I saw just that: our house.
There was no to-do list, no, I need to get this to make it look better. It was: Oh, the perfect house. I’m actually living my dream.
The same while I was working. I’m actually doing what I love to do. And it feels real. Not just like I’m trying.
And just now, I was sitting in my living room and when I opened my eyes after meditation, saw the candles burning, the dog sleeping peacefully and snoring a bit, the feeling was there again.
This is it. It’s my life and it’s perfect. Just like I am and like you are.
I’m so grateful. I feel so free.
Have a wonderful day,
PS: That I am here today, has a lot to do with you. One of the reasons why it is useful to write to your future self, is because it makes you think about what you would want your future self to be like.
And when you do this, your life really seems to automatically become that. Effortlessly.
It’s simply about setting the intention and then watching things just come together.
(Dear reader, you can download a cheat sheet below to start your own future self journal.)
PPS: People, my clients, often have a problem with the idea of being perfect at first. Dear reader, maybe that is the same for you?
Most of us are raised to believe that we are not perfect. That we have to do things perfectly, or do things a certain way to be perfect, and that perfect is basically unachievable.
But it’s not true. We are all perfect, exactly as we are. Someone once said, that the definition of being human is to make mistakes.
So, whatever we do, we are still perfect, there’s really nothing we can do to change that.
You, dear reader, are perfect, exactly as you are. So are your parents, your kids, your friends and your enemies.
Does that mean everything should stay the way it is? Certainly not. We might want to do something about our consumption to avoid distinction. We might want to be nicer, more loving, caring and forgiving.
We might want to be more open and happy and free. But no matter where and how we are, we are still perfect. Perfectly human, learning, growing, experiencing.
You are perfect, dear reader. And I sincerely hope that you enjoy your perfectness today and let it become the driving force for your generosity.