I am enough. I have enough. I do enough.
I am me. Every day.
Not who I think others expect me to be,
But the real, unedited, beauty-full, perfectly flawed version.
I choose to think for myself.
I speak my truth
And wrestle with life’s tough questions over and over again.
I daydream about a better world and strive to make it my reality.
My purpose drives me
And I give it the freedom to change and evolve.
I breathe life into my dreams and to the dreams of others.
I believe in magic. I look for it everywhere.
I make an adventure of ordinary things.
Create, imagine, reinvent, and get lost.
I do things that inspire me.
I defy the odds, raise my hand, sit at the table and lean in.
I refuse to give up.
I pursue my passion at all costs. I do things that terrify me.
My head dances among the stars, and my feet remain on mother earth.
I’m willing to ask the hard questions, to take chances, to love with my whole heart.
My mistakes and failures make me stronger.
I do not ascribe my worth to external validation, but my character.
I surround myself with phenomenal people,
Especially ones who don’t always agree with me.
I choose authenticity over perfection.
I appreciate the small details that tend to go unnoticed by others.
My worth is innate and immeasurable. I try to remind myself of that, daily.
I exercise patience as often as possible,
Stay vulnerable even when I want to close my heart
And practice coexisting with things that make me uncomfortable.
I set boundaries, work to honor them,
And am willing to edit people out of my life who don’t.
I walk more than a mile in other people’s shoes,
And suspend judgment as long as humanly possible.
I remember to laugh more, stress less, forgive often, and inject love everywhere I can.
I do my best to relinquish every ounce of control because it’s futile.
I throw my hands up, close my eyes, and
Revel in life’s awesome and mysterious ride.
My emotions are fleeting, they do not define me.
My choices do, and I do my best to make good ones.
I feed my body good, whole foods,
But I don’t punish myself for the occasional indulgence.
I move my body every day. I stretch, challenge, and honor her.
I rest when I need to.
I don’t accept every invitation that comes my way.
I practice saying “no.”
Show myself kindness, compassion, and unconditional love.
I am my best friend, I’m proud of me.
I share my life’s lessons with others, even the not so shiny ones.
I hold nothing back. Cry when I need to,
But also recognize when I need to buck up.
I remember to breathe and in that space, I find my calm among the chaos.
I owe it to myself to be remarkable, so I am.