I’ve struggled the last eight days, feeling shame that I wasn’t ready to leave when I thought I should be. Feeling frustrated I’m not out There already. Feeling guilty that I haven’t written all of the thank you cards I wanted to mail. Feeling disappointed that I didn’t catch my engine issues sooner and resolve them.
But the truth is, I am already in the arena, and I have been ever since I untied my lines in San Francisco 22 months ago. With those feelings of frustration, shame, guilt, and disappointment, I step out of the arena and become my own critic.
I see clearly tonight, though. I may fall short sometimes, but I am the woman “striving valiantly,” and “daring greatly”. I am in the arena.
(Feel free to sub in “woman” throughout.)
Thank you, Margie. ❤️