There is a woman that shows up at 9 p.m. on a Friday, when no one is watching.
She is the one who decides what to eat without considering anyone's opinion. She is the one who watches the show no one knows she likes. She is the one who feels what she actually feels — not what she was supposed to feel by lunchtime.
That woman is the real one.
We spend most of our weeks performing for an audience — colleagues, family, partners, even strangers in the grocery store. By Friday night, the audience leaves. The performance ends. And the woman who shows up is the one who has been waiting, all week, for the room to clear.
Pay attention to her. She is telling you the truth.
She does not have to be your weekday self. She does not have to be presentable. She does not have to be productive.
She just has to be the one you remember exists.
Because the becoming work starts with letting that woman speak in rooms where someone else is also present. And then in rooms where strangers are present. And eventually in rooms where the world is watching.
The Friday night self is not who you are when you give up. She is who you are when you finally rest.
~Glow & Grow~
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