My definition of humility is being neither too high nor too low in your estimation of yourself. In fact, the need to compare yourself to others is irrelevant when you’re truly humble. Humility requires self-honesty and sincerity.
Feeling like you’re better than others (and needing to put others down) is arrogance, which is the opposite of humility. Likewise, playing the martyr or victim is also a kind of arrogance, and not humble. It’s only through vigorous self-honesty that the true heart of humility can shine forth.
Being truly humble means being invisible, like the way nature is great without caring if anyone notices. It means living life for the greater good, which includes yourself and everyone else. It means withdrawing blame and taking on full responsibility for your choices.
The shop cats woke me up, so I decided to make a cup of coffee and write, contemplating the idea of being accountable; to myself, others, and life. I look over to the side and see this rather alien landscape that I call my bedroom. Things can be surreal at 3am.
There’s power in being accountable. There can also be fear, guilt, and shame. It’s the difference between choosing to be the creator of your reality or a victim of circumstance.
Once we discover our personal power, we can’t go back to being victims. I take responsibility for how I respond to things. I choose to be accountable.
Chronicling my adventures through life is one of the more enjoyable and encouraging things that I do. Whenever I need a pick-me-up, I just focus on the shop cats. The last of the little black kittens that we thought was lost showed up again today.
For me, it’s all about clarity and focus. My well-being depends on it. Clarity means taking personal responsibility for my happiness, and focus means steadily cultivating success.
Appreciation is a state of being and a principle to live by.
The weather is in the process of getting cooler, and I’m in the process of getting my own apartment. As I work on repairing cars, I’ve also begun to listen to Abraham-Hicks again. More and more, I feel genuinely happy.
I’m responsible for things that are meaningful to me, so I like being responsible for them. Things are so different than how I imagined they would be, yet it all makes sense on some level.
People I meet often say that I look and seem much younger than thirty-something. Maybe it’s a late-bloomer and old-soul kinda thing.
This is an important time in my life; a time when I become my own person. I take responsibility for my well-being, and I let go of trying to take responsibility for other people’s well-being. I’ve called it self-improvement, but it can also be called growing, maturing, expanding, awakening, transforming, or individuating.
I used to be afraid, naturally, for my survival. As children, we need adults to take care of us, but then we must mature mentally and emotionally. Much of the unhappiness I see in my fellow adults is the inability to grow psychologically.
There are still some fears, but my desire to be who I am is growing far beyond any fears I might have. I’m glad that I can be this self-aware in my thirties, when I see people twice my age still stuck in their roles. I feel like a catalyst of clarity and sincerity.
I can honestly say that I’m thankful for the woman I love breaking up with me, choosing not to speak to me, and for having a new boyfriend, because I had a pattern of blaming myself for not being good enough, and this situation has shaken me out of that dark place. For that, I have the deepest appreciation for her, but she’s also given me so much of herself, and I know that she deserves the best.
I can either let life’s challenges diminish me, or become greater because of them. I choose to better myself with whatever life presents. I know that I have a hand in creating the things I experience, so I take responsibility for my part.
Living with my mom and stepdad has shown me how people can get stuck in a rut for decades. They are a couple of the most complaining and blameful people I’ve ever seen, and I believe that’s what keeps them stuck, but I keep my opinions to myself. I think it’s more effective to lead by example.
At this point in my life, I realize how vitally important it is for me to care about my feelings; especially feeling positive. Without positive feelings, life just isn’t worth it, and I’m the one who’s responsible for whether or not I feel positive.
There are all kinds of reasons and excuses I could use to not feel positive, but ultimately it’s my choice. There may be deeply held beliefs that are causing negative feelings which may need to be acknowledged. In any case, it’s my responsibility to feel good about myself, think thoughts that empower me, and choose to believe in my worth and value. It’s not up to anyone else, or a particular circumstance, to make me feel good about myself, or to make me feel good at all.
I’ve tried to control people and situations in order to feel good, but that’s giving responsibility for my happiness to other people and circumstances. The only way to reclaim my power is to take responsibility for my own feelings; to decide that I prefer to feel good, and do it no matter what the circumstances are. Even conditions like anxiety and depression are circumstances that, although uncomfortable, don’t have to control whether I feel positive or not. There are no circumstances that can control whether I feel positive or not. Whether I win or lose, succeed or fail, I can choose to feel positive either way.
I’ve reached the point in which feeling positive and good about myself is the most important thing to me, and I’m glad.