If you're anything like me, you get excited when the UPS man or the FedEx guy delivers a package to your address. More often than not, you know what's in the box because you placed the order yourself. Once opened, the revealed contents bring fulfillment and pleasure but rarely a surprise.
But what do you do if the item delivered is not what you requested? What if it was an inappropriate gift ordered by someone other than yourself? Chances are you would not accept the offending item or keep it among your prized possessions.
Why then do we readily accept burdens placed upon us by others? We entertain views and opinions about ourselves that are counterproductive to our mission. We wrestle with demeaning criticism that is contrary to our own belief system and have nothing to do with our story.
Why do we harbour self-imposed ill will based on mistakes of the past?
My dear W.I.T.s, my gift to you this year is the gift of self-acceptance. Please unwrap the packaging and reveal the truth of who you are. Remember you are fearfully and wonderfully made.
Open quickly your gift of purpose. Celebrate the fact that though in transition, you are on course, at the right place at the right time.
Your process is YOURS alone. "Go confidently in the direction of your dreams. Live the life you've imagined." *
In this new season, refuse the self-effacing packages of second-guessing, false humility and playing small. Return unopened any invitation to discord or vain disputings. Return to sender all notions of doubt or disbelief in your dreams.
This year, vow to "own the space you walk in" ** and settle for nothing less than the best.
My wish for you this year is everything you wish for yourself.
You are a Woman In Transition, a woman well on her way. I'll meet you In The Spotlight.
Happy New Year to you all.
* Henry David Thoreau
** Bill Walsh
As a little girl growing up on a small island in the Caribbean, I, at once, hewed to and despised some of the more stringent traditions. At the time, the word sexist was not in vogue but somewhere deep within me I knew that my soul was being robbed of its fullest expression.
Jennifer Lavern is a keen observer of the issues that affect how women view themselves and how they interact with their world.