Versions of Me

A big theme coming up for me this year is accepting all "versions" of myself - the past and current without judgement. How willing am I to accept change with ease? It is inevitable, I know that much..so why resist? The complexity lies not only in accepting change but trying not to color what once was as better or worse than what is. I'd like to see it all simply as what is.

My travels continue to unlock different facets and expressions of myself. It can be a little hard keeping up with who I'm becoming while making peace with and letting go of who I once was. Trying to box in and label my experiences (while seemingly helpful for navigating life) has caused unnecessary judgement.

"I used to enjoy that, but now I enjoy this.

"I used to believe that, but now I believe this."

Do I discredit myself for the decisions I once made and beliefs I once had because l've outgrown them or do I trust that I was living the truth that resonated with me at the time?

Neither "this" nor "that" are right or wrong... good or bad. They just are. They both have led me to where I am which is here, now. Which leads me to this - maybe there aren't "versions" of myself. Maybe I'm all of it, all at once.