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Your Best is Good Enough...Always

From conception, your best is good enough Image Photography by Gabby Morris 2020

Almost from the moment of conception, we are observed through ultrasonic imaging. Also, while in utero, we are evaluated through various means of medical testing. Our mother's who carry us, anticipate the results of these tests.

Our mother's are also observed through a series of observational procedures and, as a result, develop a sense of super-heightened awareness during pregnancy. Am I carrying too high? Am I carrying too low? Am I gaining enough weight, or am I gaining too much? Should I scrape the salt off my soda crackers? Am I eating properly, and am I getting enough exercise or not enough exercise? Will I be a good mother?

Throughout gestation and birth, we are monitored by experts. Throughout infancy and early childhood, we are continually under observation. Are we walking and talking at the right time? Are we learning at the same rate as everyone else? Are we up-to-par with the majority?

Is my best good enough?

In school, we are graded for performance, intelligence, athletic capabilities, and academic achievements (or lack of). We are continually under the scrutiny of peers and educators.

Is my best good enough?

Throughout lifetime development, we continue to find ourselves under the microscopic lens of higher-uppers and contemporaries. We are watched by those who know better, those who know more. We are critically analyzed for our views and behaviors and frequently judged for being our selves.

Is my best good enough?

If everyone else is measuring our capabilities by their standards, is it any wonder why we are conditioned to develop unreasonable standards for ourselves, and sometimes feel that our best is not good enough?

Through the intelligence of natural creation, we managed to place ourselves in the womb. We made it that far without intervention. Every necessary programming was in place for conception, development and birth. When left to our own intelligent way of being, we can develop and birth naturally. Would it then not make sense that we could confidently move around in this world at our pace, inherent of our natural intelligence?

American Poet Henry David Thoreau said, "If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music which he hears, however measured or far away."

In a world where your way of being is under scrutiny at all times, it is sometimes difficult to feel the rhythm of your own drum above the external distractions. What if I make a mistake? What if I hurt someone's feelings? What if I offend someone? What if I misspell a word and the whole world sees the error? What if?

Is my best good enough?

Living under the microscope can be liberating, or it can be suppressive, depending on your determination 'to step to the music which (you) hear'.

Historically, those who stepped to their own music, those who did their best, were labeled as trouble-makers, the independent thinkers who perceived the world through their own lenses. (However, without independent thinkers, progress would not be possible, and dreams would not become pleasant realities).

When is our best ever good enough?

We made it to Earth through natural intelligence, and when we remain aligned with that authenticity, we are indeed good enough. Always.

You are good enough when you believe you are good enough. And that is my perspective as I dance to my own rhythm.

This post was partly inspired by Heal Your Own Birth Journey, facilitated by Victoria Rose of Sacred Birthing Doula Services.

Angela McMullen is a freelance writer who lives and writes in maritime Nova Scotia, where she is inspired by the rhythm of the Bay of Fundy tides, the pulse of long-standing forests, the expansive fields of the Annapolis Valley, the backdrop of North and South mountain ranges, and the distinction of the four seasons.

Angela's most recent work is a slim book of poetry that captures the pure essence of nature and her unwavering resilience. Infused with undertones of Italian influence, this collection of poetry speaks for itself.

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