I Had To Read It ... It Was Written on The Bathroom Wall!

Who says that writing on the bathroom walls has to all be trashy? Today it was downright inspirational. Okay, I admit it, it was a classier restroom than normal and the quote was written on a poster but it somehow seems much cooler to just say that it was written on a bathroom wall.

Anyway … long introduction for a short quote. “How you think about yourself is a direct reflection on how you think about life”. Wow, I like that. Do you find it true? Think about it for a second. Does life seem so much better when you like yourself? Do people, circumstances, the future, etc. look better or worse depending on how our thighs, face, personality, etc. looks on any given day? Just something to ponder.

Today I had a great talk with one of my clients about the Demon Monster inside us. Inside everyone lives a Demon Monster; it’s the little self-depreciating voice in our head that says things like “You’re not good enough to (name that action)”, “You’re fat”, “You’re silly”, ‘You will never amount to anything” and blah, blah, blahs like that that make us doubt ourselves and steal our power. Once we start listening to that voice we actually start feeding the Demon Monster our power and it grows stronger and more forceful just as we grow weaker and more insecure. We each have the monster it is just that some of us don’t feed theirs as often (good thing). In the spirit of weight loss I would like to declare that it is time to put our Demon Monsters on a starvation diet! The next time you hear those voices or start feeling that self-doubt take his / her plate away and feed your Power God / Goddess instead. Then check your overall energy level and productivity. Did you notice a difference? I don’t know whether I have explained it well enough or if I am making any sense at all. If not, just indulge me and give it a shot … can’t hurt!

I am about to start cooking for Family Night tomorrow night. Family Night is something that I started a few years ago as an excuse to get together with friends and force me to go and play in the kitchen. I don’t have them often and the cast of characters changes (based on who’s in town) but it is such a delight to have everyone over for great food and terrific conversation. I call it Family Night because we are all far from our families and so it makes sense that we all become each other’s Houston Family and plus it is nicer than calling it just a plain old get together. No, that’s not quite right. These people are really my family in all ways but blood. I know that I could call on any one of them at any time and they would help me if I needed it. I know that I would do the same for them. There is a real comfort in that.

So it is off to make the Mango Sorbet!

Have a demon free day!

Ella