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Owning your mess.


The one important quality we can all teach our kids or rather first practise ourselves is to own our messes. In reality we very easily manage to find ways to blame others for the mess we make in our lives.

The moment we blame someone else for our faults we feel relieved and if we pay close attention to our bodies we can sense the stress leaving our bodies too.
People who act dastardly should deter from passing the buck to others. But then it requires a lot of courage to deal with the mistakes you have made and own them without pointing fingers.

It is very natural to err. We need to accept it and take full responsibility for the mistakes. Everyone of us thinks our mess is larger than others but the truth is everyones mess is smaller than they think it is. They only have to stop using a microscope to view it.

The way we want to take credit for all the good things happening around us we should also be able to shoulder the responsibility of a mishap which has occurred because of us.

A good manager would always shield his people and take the responsibility of a failure and the same manager would give credit where it is due. So be like a good manager and see how it improves the quality of your life.

As a woman and a mother of two kids I am a hot mess myself but I dont like to beat myself up for that. This was not how I was always but I learnt and am still learning. Earlier there was a lot of mom guilt and I am still not able to get rid of that . However I have understood there is absolutely no need to do that in totality.
You lose some, you gain some.

I am no Guru on How to live your life but one certainly doesnt need a Guru to know that if there is a scope of improvement in whatever you do, you should grab it with both hands. Cheers !






















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