EVERYTHING Counts
- Marlin M
- Apr 15
- 2 min read
We’re only a few months into the new year, and I’m starting to believe that this is a season of recharging, reflecting, resetting, re-evaluating, improving on my physical training, and internal soul work. Some of the things that have been holding me back—taking a closer look at my habits that have been unproductive or time-wasting, some soul-doubt that I allowed to creep in. Also, this last season at times I’ve been able to rediscover my uniqueness, power, energy, and skills to get back in alignment. Kind of like a bow and arrow that’s being pulled back, ready to launch.
Truth is, that I’ve given away pieces of myself to others—or rather yet, shared myself with others and resisted what was meant for me to have. So many connections and experiences that others have been part of—and all of that has increased my perception, awareness, and understanding.
Everything counts. Everything is important.
I also see where I shamed powerful gifts within myself and allowed fear or shame to hold me back from being my authentic, genius, loving, fearless self. I’m working on getting back to me. As always, being my true self allows others to be themselves. Even my insecurities are a part of me, and that is OK. It’s a piece of me, not all of me. We are so much more than the pieces of us that we focus on. That makes us feel weak—now I can see the parts that need nurturing.
And that nurturing doesn’t mean fixing—it means seeing myself with compassion, allowing myself space to grow, fall, and rise again. I’ve realized I’m not waiting for some future version of myself to show up with all the answers. I am the answer. I am already enough. Each breath, each pause, each moment I choose love over fear, truth over comfort, and growth over stagnation—it all counts.
Even the stillness counts. The days where I don’t feel like I’ve done much, but I resisted old patterns, that counts. When I speak kindly to myself instead of criticizing—that counts. When I show up even when I feel tired, doubtful, or messy—that counts.
So, here’s to honoring it all. The wins, the lessons, the quiet days, and the breakthroughs. Nothing is wasted. Every moment matters. Everything counts.
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