It’s interesting all of the labels we give ourselves sometimes, and how they effect us without us even being aware. Today’s labels include: Single Mom, Executive Director, Daughter of a Cancer Patient.
I go back and forth, to and from these labels throughout the day. Bustle kids to school hoping I am doing a good job, call my mom to share how much I love her and she how the day is in her world, walk into work like I know the answers to the questions I will be peppered with. It’s kind of an autopilot experience with the underlining of self-labeling.
In a conversation yesterday with someone who loves me, I realized that I was doing this self-labeling. I thought I was doing at least some of this from a place of owning the label but in retrospect, I think not. How does labeling myself help? I tell the kids not to label other people all the time. And yet, here I am doing the same thing to myself.
Well, that’s interesting.
Upon reflection, it turns out we all have parts of who we are that are special gifts. Mother, daughter, friend, worker, etc. and that is part of what makes us special.
My daughter for example is an actor, horse enthusiast, guitar player, volleyball player, and friend. My mom is a beautiful singer, spiritual counselor, teacher, friend, and absolute warrior.
So if these beautiful women in my life shine these special gifts, who am I? Hmm…
In this holiday season, it is so easy to get caught up in the busyness of materialism, schedules, and to do lists. We can go on autopilot – just like our cars automatically heading towards the mall at Christmas time to buy things to show we love each other.
This year, I have winter break off with my kids. So far, it has been the usual business of volleyball and shopping with some Christmas movies sprinkled in. The kids are arguing this morning as it rains outside and I try in vain to write and have some quiet.
So my options are… grouch at them. Check. Or…remember who I am, pause the writing, bring them together, have a conversation and tell them how much I love them…. and I need quiet sometimes too. Check.
Note to self: It always feels better when you lead from love.
My kids are now playing Christmas songs together on the piano and guitar as I borrow my son’s headphones and write. A total win-win, and all of us are happier.
To sum this up, we all have parts that make up who we are. And.. we can all choose what we want to focus on. What brings you peace? Focus on that and name that for yourself.
My name is LOVE.
I am a Mother, Daughter, Friend, Writer, Chef, Giver, and Compassionate Human Being.
Ultimately what I am is LOVE. We ALL are.
As the rain turns to snow outside my window, I wish you a very happy holiday season with much peace, love and happiness.