Okay my lovely readers, this is a take it or leave it kinda post. And since I’m kinda sitting on the fence with it, I know it’s better to jest get it out there. All right then…and this is because I care…
Life Lecture #1
inspired by a lecture I gave to Lula who was picking at a scab on her face which has gotten bigger ( AARRugg!!)
about HealingĀ and Scabs
like in life,
Don’t Pick At Your Scabs (your wounds, your hurts, inside and out, people!) b/c they’ll get bigger and worse and more painful, possibly leaving scars. Any kind of self denigration or self criticism is NOT helpful or appropriate for healing or growth as an individual. We are programmed by our society to feel guilty (particularly mothers!) and to self denigrate. Don’t do it. Don’t do the false modesty bull either. It’s the same thing. That’s you denying your good and your value. The value that is inherent in only you. That’s you rejecting you, staying small so others aren’t uncomfortable in your light. Stop. Stop and really be honest with yourself. How much of what you do, do you do because you need to take care of someone else’s feelings or because you are afraid to make someone uncomfortable or because you don’t want people to think ‘XY and Z’ about you. Stop it. Stop it I tell you.
Ya gotta give it a chance to heal, and it won’t heal if you keep picking’ at it! Be kind to yourself, don’t pick at yourself! Respect your body and respect yourself. Gentle care is in order. Take care of yourself.
Please apply the above lecture to whatever area in life you feel it fits the best with.
As an aside, I just want to reference the person who has most lectured me. Personally requiring this kind of lecturer, (someone to drill through the armour I’d built around myself) I got lectured when I needed to be lectured, by a dude named Dov Baron, whose lectures are the lectures I can’t help but lecture from, often outright stealing. But that’s his fault anyways, for being such a good lecturer.




A few days after I gave Lula this lecture, she told me : I was picking at my scab a little while I was getting dressed. Then I stopped because I didn’t want it to bleed.
i suddenly transmuted into the most cliche american cheerleading squad
Ahhh the sweet sweet satisfaction of progresss
I would appreciate more visual materials, to make your blog more attractive, but your writing style really compensates it. But there is always place for improvement