Sunday, February 06, 2011

No More Mean Self Talk Beautiful You

This Truth is Dedicated to a Dear Brave Girl friend of Mine and she knows who she is. I will not name names because I feel that is private. But though this is dedicated to her, this IS also for me.

How many times to we talk down to ourselves? How many times do we make a mistake and then say mean things to ourselves for those mistakes? How may times do we think we are less than perfect or think we are less than Perfect? We talk Mean to ourselves so often and we would NEVER talk to others the way we talk to ourselves. When I saw this truth, at first I thought, Well, that isn't me, I don't do that. But then one of the Brave Girls posted this Perfect song in My Music and playlist folder and I thought, Hmm ok I need to be listening to my Truth Teller here and pull that Truth out and really listen.

I chose to do this on on a Journal page and not on a Truth card because for one, I have been struggling with my journal pages and I have yet to really share them a lot. So I am doing more of that. Two, my journal pages are very personal to me and something I look back on more often. I wanted to be able to look at this often and remember this. As I said, I also did this for my BG Friend.  As well, I wanted to dedicate the song to her. No more mean talk. She is perfect. god made us in his image and he did not make any mistakes.

I struggle with wanting to be prefect. Wanting to say the right thing, be the right thing, not put my foot in my mouth, not offend someone, not tick someone off, not be overbearing, not be too clingy, not desire too much attention, not need to be pandered to, or not want too much or need too much. I struggle with wanting to have the right hair, the right body type and not matter how much weight I lose or gain I feel I will never be perfect. I know I barely eat and I know this concerns my friends and family.

So you see, it doesn't matter -everyone's perception of themselves can be skewed. Someone once told me - it all matters with which the lens you are looking through. In that process, and through Soul Restoration we need to learn to accept ourselves for who we are and move on to dream big and amazing things. But we have to stop being so mean to ourselves.

This image I chose and I drew as a reminder of that. To me - this a a beautiful me. A fashion I drew - me no one else. And the words to remind us - No More Mean Talk. We are Perfect. Prefect Beautiful You and you and you...yeah...YOU ------------>  the ones reading this right now...I am talking to you too :)




Lyrics listed here


Made a wrong turn
Once or twice
Dug my way out
Blood and fire
Bad decisions
That’s alright
Welcome to my silly life
Mistreated, misplaced, missunderstood
Miss “no way it’s all good”
It didn’t slow me down
Mistaken
Always second guessing
Underestimated
Look, I’m still around…
Pretty, pretty please
Don’t you ever, ever feel
Like you’re less than
perfect
Pretty, pretty please
If you ever, ever feel
Like you’re nothing
You’re perfect to me
You’re so mean
When you talk

About yourself
You are wrong
Change the voices
In your head
Make them like you
Instead
So complicated
Look how big you’ll make it
Filled with so much hatred
Such a tired game
It’s enough
I’ve done all i can think of
Chased down all my demons
see you same
Pretty, pretty please
Don’t you ever, ever feel
Like you’re less than
perfect
Pretty, pretty please
If you ever, ever feel
Like you’re nothing
You’re  perfect to me
The whole world stares while i swallow the fear
The only thing i should be drinking is an ice cold beer
So cool in lying and I tried tried tried
But we try too hard, it’s a waste of my time
Done looking for the critics, cuz they’re everywhere
They don’t like my genes, they don’t get my hair
String ourselves and we do it all the time
Why do we do that?
Why do I do that?
Why do I do that?
Ooh, pretty pretty pretty,
Pretty pretty please don’t you ever ever feel
Like you’re less than perfect
Pretty pretty please, if you ever ever feel
Like you’re nothing you’re
 perfect, to me
You’re perfect
You’re perfect
Pretty, pretty please don’t you ever ever feel
like you’re less then, perfect
Pretty, pretty please if you ever ever feel
like you’re nothing you are perfect to me