Facta, non verba

(~Deeds, not words)

Why is it that I know what is good for me, what will help me, and even how exuberant I feel when I do it, and I still don't do it? I have a fairly detailed picture of what is ideal for me, to provide physical, emotional, and spiritual well-being, and yet I float somewhere over there in creative avoidance. I have no problem moving heaven and earth for the well-being of my children, or really pretty much anyone else. I would pay lip service to my own worth, but my actions do not back it up. I have a feeling this needs to change.

I feel connected when I take time for my own spiritual renewal each day through study, prayer, and journaling.

I feel alive when I attend to my own health through proper eating, yoga, and walking.

I feel purposeful when I am working towards my personal goals in music and writing.

I feel assured when my home and homeschool are in order.

These are feelings that I am craving right now. Maybe it's the time away from my children, away from the diverting selflessness of motherhood, that shines a glaring light on my own deficiencies. All I know is, it is so much easier to sacrifice for other people than it is to put myself as a priority, even though I know that it makes me better able to serve. So, today I will honor my needs by giving myself a dose of spiritual, physical, and emotional vitamins!