Is it true?
I’ve let external criticism get the better of me and it’s been painful!
I’ve felt like the child who, having spent hours happily building a fantasy sandcastle, covering it with shells for windows and doors, building pebble pathways, constructing channels and fetching buckets of water from the sea to make a moat, has an adult walk over it, not noticing the sandcastle let alone the pleasure and delight of creative play, leaving the child bereft, distraught, dismayed and hurt.
‘Not good enough!’ is the decree! Old voices emerge to bite one hard in the bum!
This morning, after a week of attempting to recalibrate by furious tidying, I ask ‘Is it true?
On whose authority do I decide whether something is right or wrong, good enough or not, or true? Who do I believe and why?
We are being asked to make these decisions in new ways at the moment. So many different opinions. On whose authority do we decide anything in life?
And so, I commit to rebuild my ’sandcastle’ and keep creating because at the end of the day my choice is to trust my heart.