I Am My Own Best Friend

Yesterday, I attended a webinar by Carol Tuttle, who developed the Dressing Your Truth program. It was live, and we could type in or live video questions directly to her. Yes, I asked a question, and yes, it gave me something to think about, but the part I took away from the webinar was something she said about a realization for herself many years ago.

She said she realized, about 20 years ago, that “I am always with me. So I decided to become my own best friend.” She mentioned that she stopped listening to all those critical voices in her head, and though there are times she does regret some of the things she does, and she makes mistakes, they are far fewer, and the voices are much quieter now.

Hello? Hey, Jet, are you there? Did you hear that?

I have said, for years, that I am a professional cheerleader. Not the athletic, pompom wielding, beautiful gymnast type, but the kind who cheers on professionals to become the best that they can be. (For my definition of professional, please refer to Steven Pressfield, The War of Art.)

So, when I thought, How can I help you? I heard, Hey, Jet, become a cheerleader for yourself. First. Become your own best friend.

Because I could sure use a lot less cacophony between my ears!

How can I help you, Jet? Jet, you can help me by becoming my best friend. Because no matter where I am, here I am.

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