When is it ENOUGH?

I made a commitment at the start of the New Year to truly embrace and live by the words, "I am enough."

Over lunch today with my mentor, I spoke about my past obsession with my weight and wanting to see a particular number on the scale. I recalled that even when I did eventually see that number, how I still felt discontent.

WHEN IS IT EVER ENOUGH? she asks me.

In that moment, I suddenly realized that I was enough when I was 20, 40 and 50 pounds heavier. I WAS ENOUGH. I was not lacking, not deficient, not any less than I am today. I WAS enough. I AM enough. I have ALWAYS been ENOUGH.

This "A-Ha" moment was particularly significant because my mentor was guiding me to realize that, while I may have let go of my obsession over the number on the scale, the number game continues in other areas of my life and though the subject of the number is different (ie: age.. why can't it stop?; business.. will I reach enough women; etc. etc.) the obsession is the same.

Until I realize that whatever number I am obsessing over is ALWAYS enough, I will never find peace. Every day is ENOUGH. Every ounce I gain or lose or maintain is ENOUGH. The number of years I have lived and the number of fine lines around my eyes that comes with those glorious years is ENOUGH. The number of women who enroll in my course -- whether 10 or 100-- is ENOUGH. Everything as it is today, right now, IS ENOUGH because I AM ENOUGH. Wow!