Adaptation. I think so often we associate adaptation with something on the outside. Change of appearance, change of skill set. A bird with some crazy mating ritual. lol
Maybe you changed your hair color and that felt empowering. Maybe you changed the arrangement of your living room furniture and that felt like relief.
But what if the adaptation was something on the inside ? In sign language, "change" and "adapt," are almost identical motions.
So what does it mean to adapt on the inside ? To adapt the heart ? For me, it has meant unlearning old responses and unhelpful coping mechanisms. It has meant allowing so much more love and forgiveness into the interior. And applying that gentleness to my experiences.
I have lost. I have failed. And just like everyone else, I am utterly imperfect and screw up sometimes. A younger self would see these moments as absolute defeats. A current me sees them as opportunities for learning.
And that's what I tell my toddler. Yep, you messed up, but that's how we learn. I am learning all the time, *too*. I let her *see* me fail and recover. For me, there is no greater aid to cultivating a kind inner voice, that that.
This would be mind-boggling stuff, to me in my 20s. Lol
So how have you changed ??
~RN
