A mistake your inner critic most probably makes is projecting your own inner self-criticism onto what others say to you. Or, in other words, adding criticism to what's being said.Under these circumstances even genuine, heartfelt expressions of interest and curiosity from another can feel like attack.So can love.Could it be that you've misunderstood?The first and necessary step in finding out is distinguishing your own inner dialogue from what others are saying to you, so that you can find out what's yours and what's theirs.It's not easy, as the critic is often committed to hiding its involvement in things.But pay this enough attention, over sufficient time, and you might well find out that what you've understood as their attack, or their criticism,
perhaps for years,
is indeed nothing of the sort.
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You're not the failure of your most recent project. You're not the loss of your job. You're not the disappointment at not having come first. You're not that mistake you made, or your company results.You're not your success, your fame, your glowing reputation, either. You're not the letters after your name, your job title, your exam results, your place in the hierarchy.You're not your bank balance, your debt, your smart suit, your car, your house, your muscles, your illness. You're not even your happiness, your sadness, your rage, your shame, your hope.How could you be any of these, given that any of them - any of them - are liable to change at any time?It's a huge misunderstanding of what humans being are, and one that your inner critic can go wild upon, demanding that you fix, or change, or that you hold on ever so tight to what you've got for fear of losing it.You are not your circumstance.Perhaps there is a new kind of freedom you can find from knowing this. A new kind of acceptance of the transience of the world, and of your own strength and constancy.And a new kind of hope.
We keep on talking, talking.When we can't face silence in the midst of conversations with our colleagues, with our teams, with our clients we've equated words with work. Or perhaps we're afraid that silence might expose that we really have nothing to say.And so we keep on speaking, filling the air with word after word, long after our words have become shallow, jargon, nothing-speak, space-killer, idle-talk.In the endless talking, we've forgotten how to listen to ourselves, and to others.And we've forgotten that in the quiet spaces, where there is room to breathe, that most of the important, difficult work is often, silently, being done.