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Dear Future Self,
This morning when a patient asked me todays date I realized it had been a month since I last blogged, so here I am showing up for you presently, because of my commitment to you, future self. I had this ah-ha moment when talking to a dear girlfriend of mine after my night shift concluded this morning that I’m actually embodying one of the philosophies I taught my yoga students for months during the initial year of the pandemic “you are your greatest investment and your longest relationship; the relationship you have with yourself sets the tone for every other interaction you will ever choose to participate in.” We can philosophically and logically comprehend something; that doesn’t necessarily mean we are authentically showing up in accordance with our highest selves value systems on a daily basis. Otherwise we’d all be walking Gandhi's. But this morning I realized I am my future self. I trust myself. The woman I wrote in my journal entry to myself “my highest possible future self is a single mom going back to school; well thats exactly who I am today.” And it was in this moment that I realized the relationship I’m most insatiably curious about isn’t one with another person, its the one with myself. What is she capable of? Who does she become? Whatever she wants, whoever she wants. I reflected on the blog I wrote last month to my future partner, and realized I am less concerned with who that is, and more committed to who I am becoming…
