by Tara Joyce | Sep 18, 2012 | Cultural Creativity
Good mirrors matter. It’s important that I see myself as I truly am. It’s good for my heart and for my growth to have an accurate picture of who I am.
So I’m learning to be a wiser shopper when it comes to mirrors. Just any old reflection of me will no longer do. I’m getting serious about the mirrors I choose to use.
Finding the good mirrors, I’ve learned, is easier when I am clear on what a true reflection of me might look like.
Then I can confidently say “in this mirror I look fatter than I am”. Or “in this mirror I feel like too much of a caretaker”. Or “in this mirror I appear less whole than I actually am”. By knowing what I want to see reflected back at me, it’s easier for me to spot the mirror that shows me as “the funny and clever person full of love” that I am.
After all a mirror can only reflect what it knows, what it feels capable of showing, and what it chooses to see. A good mirror it will have no trouble showing me as I truly am, reflecting back the whole of me. While other mirrors, perhaps more cracked, may prefer not to reflect certain things. In their reflection, if I stay conscious, I might find my colour is muddled, or a strand of my hair is missing. In some part of their reflection I am something less than whole.
It makes sense that a mirror that does not feel complete itself can not reflect back completeness in me. It’s own feelings of lack create distorted reflections of others as less-than-whole too.
That’s why it’s important for me to find good mirrors, those who see themselves as complete — they are capable of reflecting the same truth onto me.
photo credit: nualabugeye
by Tara Joyce | Aug 31, 2012 | Innerpreneurship, Personal Branding
I’m excited to announce that I’ve created something for You! exploring brand Me. It’s a fun and probing personal branding exercise supporting you in discovering and communicating the essence of You and Your Brand.
I love using this simple and effective awareness tool with my branding clients, and it occurred to me that it would be valuable as workbook for you to experience. I hope you find the exploration expanding!
made with love,
by Tara Joyce | Aug 20, 2012 | Cultural Creativity
It’s so easy to find people who will tell you something is impossible, when truly very little actually is.
Out of fear, we set limitations on ourselves and our lives, we keep ourselves small, and unwittingly we project these limitations onto the world around us.
We need to in order to keep our story of the impossible going. We need to believe that if it’s not possible for us, it’s not possible for you either.
After all, it’s hard to justify choosing small when others are showing you that your story doesn’t need to be true. Witnessing the impossible become possible makes it nearly impossible to believe in the impossible, doesn’t it?
photo credit: morberg
by Tara Joyce | Aug 20, 2012 | My Journey | What's On My Mind
A list of things that I am learning to not feel wrong about… as they are my right, as an individual:
- My right to chose when and how I interact with people.
- My right to chose what motivates me.
- My right to care… or not.
- My right to know why it’s good for me.
- My right to have boundaries and honour them.
Are there things that feel wrong to you, even though you know you have a right to them?
by Tara Joyce | Jul 30, 2012 | Self/Business Growth
What if my imperfections were my road map for growth and becoming more perfectly, joyfully me?
What if embracing and supporting my imperfections could lead me to spaces I’ve never been before?
I am not perfect. And I desire to feel totally happy letting the external world know this truth. No matter the situation.
Inside, I am aware that I am imperfect, but I hold a hesitancy to accept this truth. I waste my valuable energy trying to resist this truth internally, and trying to portray otherwise to the external world.
I’ve been choosing to support the collective lie that perfection is a true ideal and I have allowed this choice to weigh on me. I diminish myself with this ‘perfect’ story, and diminish my world by continuing with a story I don’t truly believe in.
It’s no wonder I feel tortured and confused in my relationship with imperfection, dancing between ignoring her existence and engulfing myself in her.
But what if I chose to walk the line with my imperfection instead, and celebrated the perfection of my imperfections?
What if I gently embraced my imperfections, and had faith in my own ability to transform them into something beautiful?
What if I believed that in working with my less than perfect qualities I am better able to discover the perfection in me?
photo credit: bark
