Traffic seems backed up more than usual. The protestor on the Morrison Bridge has his sign. It's a big one. In fact, it's 8:21am and he's still there: I can see him from here. Holding his sign aloft, cars are unusually quiet. Usually when there's a protest, cars honk in solidarity, or drivers yell profanities. Not this morning. The protest is a little bit different than the norm. The sign the protestor is holding says "Love Yourself".
I love Portland. And I love this protest. A good reminder of something to do a little bit more of today. To be forgiving. To hush the inner self critic. To look at the good I am and do. Despite owning feelings of frustration about too much laundry to do, a cluttered house, a dirty car, a flat tire light that keeps coming on to remind me of the slow leak going on in one of my tires. The task list of carry over items I need to get through at work today. Today I vow to love myself a little bit more. I'd say that's a pretty good protest.
Thank you for posting this! What a great reminder to love myself, forgive my trips and falls, and quell the inner critic (or slap it silly) more often than I do. And what a difference it made; I felt my shoulders relax and the tension ease from my face.
YES! Wow, this is why I moved to Portland. I love it. I also love any opportunity to let go of the to-do list, the minutia of life. I often pretend I am a college student and don't know better than to have dirty laundry, dishes, and a house full of piles of things. At the end of the day, I want to be able to say one inspiring thing I did that day. And even though a clean kitchen is fabulous, a night bike ride is even bettah. Thanks for this post!
"A good reminder of something to do a little bit more of today. To be forgiving. To hush the inner self critic. To look at the good I am and do."
I flunked all that big time today!
But, yes, a good reminder. Maybe I can pull it off to some degree tomorrow.
Sorry Buttercup has a slow leak. You do call your car Buttercup, don't you? Or am I talking out of my ass?
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