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Celebrate You!

Every new year, many of us make goals hoping the better ourselves. We plan to workout, eat healthier, work harder at our jobs, or try something new or challenging. We are out to "fix" ourselves because, let's face it, we can all use a little improving every now and again.

We were all created with certain quirks and goodness. We tend to see our strengths as those things that hinder. Our goals for improvement focus on the very essence of our being. We try to manipulate ourselves to fit what culture, our surroundings, our friends, and our loved ones say. We think our unique intricacies are limiting instead of valuable. We strive to make ourselves better trying to shed the skin we were meant to live in.

I have a challenge for you and me: find out who you are, embrace it, and celebrate the heck out of it. Make a list about you. List all of your qualities: the good, the bad, and the ugly. Get to know yourself and accept that you were made exactly that way on purpose. Stop trying to push who you are out of your life with a swift kick and good riddance.

Love who you are.

Celebrate you.

Rest in knowing that the things you dislike about yourself are most likely the very things people love about you. All those things that bug you and you wish you could change are the things people envy in you. Be those things; the very best version of yourself.

Can you imagine how empowered you would feel and behave if you embraced and celebrated who you are? It would be contagious.

Look, there is always room for improvement. We can always work on this area or that in our lives. But, it's about time we start loving ourselves! You're pretty awesome just the way you are. It's time you start believing that!

Love & Blessings,
Meg

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