remembering my manifesto.

 

i spent a long time deciding what words would find their way 

into my manifesto.

i wanted to remind myself,

simply and clearly

of what i stood for.

what i believed with my whole heart.

those phrases are here

and because my manifesto

was only  written on my blog

and i don't go back and read over my posts regularly

(but i do occasionally)

i hadn't seen the words for what turned out to be too long.

i had forgotten some.

last week was tough.

and i needed some reminders.

i went searching to remember and return to the roots of me.

and i laughed when i remembered that i need to always carry benadryl.

now that i am eating again, that is a daily necessity.

and i had forgotten that i promised to light candles.

and so i have begun again.

the little things.

the ones we don't think matter, but do.

snail mail.

started that again a few weeks ago

and my goodness i felt grounded.

the big ones.

loving big and listening to my heart whispers.

so glad i put those on there.

so grateful i want to remind myself daily to be who i am meant to be.

the manifesto got copied out

all hurried and messily into my current journal

and i am finding myself returning to it again and again.

checking in on myself,

 remembering what makes my heart sing, 

using the words as boundaries and "atta girl!"

for guiding my days.

i appreciate this space,

even as i return to it less and less

because it allows me to look back,

to recall, to remind, to notice patterns, growth and stories of my days.

do you have a manifesto?

a guiding word?

{mine is stretch this year}

i recommend the practice.