The other day I was speaking with a friend of mine and remembering that there was a time in my life when I felt I had to apologize for my existence. I was not consciously aware of it at the time but I had created a way of being out the thinking that I owed you, whomever you were, an explanation. When I began to notice my own words I could hear it in that–I often began by saying, “I’m sorry” or “I’m afraid” even if those two statements were out of context with what was happening. It was a posture of victim-hood or martyrdom. I somehow thought that if I took on responsibility for whatever it was, then everything would be okay and no one would be angry. As though I could save the day by “taking care of it all.” (Insert picture of me with a Super Woman cape flowing in the wind behind me–lol!) The “I’m afraid” statement was evidence that I lived in a mindset of fear. I didn’t even recognize it until someone once asked me, “Why would you be afraid that we are out of straws?” (A question asked by a McDonald’s coworker when I was in high school.) Good question, huh? Both of those statements were a reflection of my thinking about myself. Then there was the notion that I needed to give you all the details and excuses so that you understood why I didn’t do something perfectly. I have since come to realize that most people do not listen to your explanations, especially if they are long. Keeping things short and sweet and providing the other person with an opportunity to respond is best. I also have learned to distinguish the things that I am truly responsible for and afraid of and catch myself, most of the time, so that what comes out of my mouth is reflective of that truth. I cannot possibly be responsible for everything–I am not the Greek God Atlas that keeps the world spinning. Sometimes things happen that are unfortunate and people are hurt and dismayed, but my taking on responsibility does nothing except in my own mind to weigh me down (literally and figuratively). I am not only selective with the things that I claim responsibility for but also with the words that I speak. Because I turn to God to seek guidance on who I am being and where my source of love comes from, I do not have to expect you, whomever you are, to approve of what I say and do. Therefore, I do not owe you anything. I am only responsible to myself and to God. If it turns out, after reflection, that I played a part in what happened, then I can own up to it. But, I do not need to rush into to claim responsibility. As I evolve more each day into the best person I can be, I am shown through trial and error, what I am responsible for and what I am not. I no longer need to wear the cape. God wears a cape, not me. My prayer for you today is that you first listen to the words that you speak about yourself. Then, bring them to God to ask you to select those that are true for the best version of you and live those out. Make it a great one! Peace~Colleen