Headstand (or... Why the mind has no idea what it's talking about)

This morning, I was doing some thinking and here are some of the thoughts I had: “I’m not a brave person. I’m afraid of trying new things. I’m lazy and I have no discipline.”

At the time I noticed these thoughts, I was standing on my head. Like, literally standing on my head, which is not, you know, something I was born doing, but rather something I learned how to do by trying something new and scary and then practicing some version of it approximately five times a week for over a decade.

The mind is good at so many things. 

Telling you what you are or are not is not one of those things.