8:30 & Self Love

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8:30 & Self Love

Please set an alarm for 8:30pm.

When it goes off, answer the following:

Was it a good enough day? (y/n)

The answer might be no.

The answer might be yes.

But what’s important is that there is only one person qualified to answer it—you.

You are the only person who can determine if today has been a good enough day.

Please set an alarm for 8:30am

When it goes off, answer the following:

Is it a good enough day? (y/n)

The answer might be no.

The answer might be yes.

But, again, what’s important here is that you are the only person who can determine if today is, so far and looking to be, a good enough day.

We can—or maybe better language is we can train ourselves to—decide if we had or are having a good enough day.

Taking it up a notch.

Brene Brown:

“People who have a strong sense of love and belonging believe they’re worthy of love and belonging. That’s it; they believe they’re worthy. And to me, the hard part of the one thing that keeps us out of connection is our fear that we’re not worthy of connection.”

You are the only person in the world who can decide if you are worthy of love.

If you want to explore this further—to be gently coaxed into self-love—get yourself a copy of Rabbi Brian’s Highly Unorthodox Gospel.

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