Pimpin’

“I love looking in my mirror…until I see a blemish. Last week, a pimple the size of Shrek showed up on my forehead and had me in every inch of my feelings. I almost popped it but the rebound scarring wouldn’t have been worth the instant gratification. So I had to be patient with the healing process. The only time those things play in my face is when too much stress is present…so I had to own the fact that I’d been thinking thoughts that compromised my connection to my peace. Acknowledging that didn’t make it go away any faster though. But it reminded me to be careful what I give my attention to…in order to avoid walking around looking pimped out in the future.”