12/08/2025
I was telling my coach (of six years) how I always leave dirty dishes on the table after my kids go to their dad’s. Sometimes they stay there for days. For the longest time I told myself the story that it meant I didn’t respect myself — that if I wanted a minimalist, calm space when the kids were away, why couldn’t I just clear the dishes?
Her question stopped me: “Is keeping the dishes on the table letting you feel like the kids are still with you?”
I hadn’t even thought of that. The real thing was simpler: clearing the table just wasn’t a priority. I hadn’t assigned any value to that space because I didn’t need it... until I started making space for creative play and doing more for me — not just giving, giving, giving at work and in relationships.
Now the table means my creative time. It feeds me. So the dishes get cleared — not because I respect myself more, but because the thing became a priority.
Pause with me for a second — what story are you telling yourself about a small action that might actually be about priority, not character? Tell me one small thing you’ve been calling “lazy” or “disrespectful” — maybe it’s just not a priority (yet). 👇