Permission Granted

You have permission to take up space.

This has been on my mind for a while. I have a habit of hiding. Playing small, blending in, laying low. There isn’t anything wrong with that, but I have mastered it in such a way that I almost apologize when I’m around others. When I have an idea or I disagree or I just need to squeeze past someone standing in the way - I’m so sorry, but…

I wasn’t always this way and I can’t pinpoint exactly when it happened. In case you need the reminder as much as I do: you are allowed to take up space. Whatever that looks like. Share your idea. Ask your question. Order your meal without mushrooms. Start a blog. You are here, and you matter.

+ You have permission to feel the way you feel and to like what you like.
+ You have permission to daydream for no other reason than that it’s fun.
+ You have permission to form your own opinions.
+ You have permission to change your mind.
+ You have permission to be loud.
+ You have permission to be quiet.
+ You have permission to ask for what you need and to ask for what you want.
+ You have permission to make a mistake.
+ You have permission to take up space.

Thank you for being here. It’s good to be back.