I find peace from knowing that I am loved. I am loved. I’ve always struggled with that. Because I’ve always felt so unlovable. But growing up requires that you face not just the hard facts about yourself, but it requires that you be honest about everything that makes you You. So while I accept my flaws, the dark places within me, I also see how lovable I am. That honesty lets me receive love. Love covers me. It protects me. Love helps me to realize that despite my poor choices in the past, and continued mistakes in the present, I am protected. And I am always grateful for protection.
Love covers me. It protects me. And I am grateful for protection
Celebrate, be grateful for and love yourself, no matter what poor choices you think you have made.
Today is a day for celebrating all your good choices and the things that you have done right.The truth of the matter is, there is nothing you have done wrong.
Life is filled with ups and downs and forgiveness is the only path to healing.
We learn from each other and we grow.
We become brighter and more beautiful and we grow.
Don’t ever stop growing.
During these turbulent times, all we can do is be responsible for ourselves.
Yes, it is important to serve others but from a position of strength, compassion and love, beginning with you!
It is not selfish to become healthy, happy and a beacon of light.
It is powerful.
It is what the world needs right now, during this very precise moment in time.
– Marylou Falstreau
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Prompts for 17th February 2017:
1. I’m most grateful for…
2. What scares you most about dying
3. If I had the courage, I would…
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I don’t think you should ever fear of not being loved. You are so awesome and so respected 😀 It does feel great to realize that someone loves you for the way you are… and they ignore all the weirdness and craziness 🙂
Thank you, Raji. But you’ll be surprised how hard it was for me to see that!
To love and be loved is such a blessing.
It is indeed, Damyanti. And so easy to take for granted too!
I had similar feelings growing up but not now 🙂
I love myself and then of course there are others. Happy to join Friday Reflections this week 🙂
It took me much longer than you to grow up, Parul. But I’m glad we both awakened to our own love-ability! 🙂
I can feel protected by life, but what happens when the loved ones in your life pass on before you? That thought scares me so much. And what about Bil, the subject of my blog (my developmentally disabled brother in law)? I sometimes wonder how he experiences love. He certainly has different ways to express it than many of us.
Difficult questions and one’s that I ask myself too. Just the other day, the NGO I work for picked up a mentally challenged little girl who seems to have been lost or abandoned at the railway station. I haven’t met her, but she’s constantly in my thoughts. I wonder how she is processing this experience. Who knows what she has been through earlier too. 🙁
Sometimes, when I think about how I feel about myself, I’m actually really surprised at how much I have NOT loved myself throughout my life. I’ve been so hard on myself, and so mean to myself. I think a lot of that changed once I became a mom at the ripe age of 40 for the first time, and all of a sudden, I realized how amazing I was, and somehow saw myself through my son’s eyes, and I want to love myself because I want him to love himself, if that makes sense. Thanks for the reminder. Also, I think you are very lovable.
Thank you for sharing, Kristi. I was pretty much the same and began to change in my early 40s too.
Hi Corinne !
Couldn’t agree more with your sentiment of gratitude for Love. And self-love, well that’s nirvana for me. It came to me too quite late in life.
Have read some of your posts and found them so inspiring! Kudos to you!
Anjali
As long as we discovered it, Anjali. Thanks for stopping by and for your kind words.
I always has this craving for Love,but what I don’t like about myself is I compare it with others. If I am getting the same amount or not. due to this, it seems less sometimes and it drifts me into worry and anxiety and mood swings. Hope to change this but as of now, I hate myself for this.
It happens to the best of us, Upasna. I guess it’s all a matter of time before we realize that finally it’s up to us to love ourselves. Nothing compares to that.
I don’t get over here to read nearly enough and I’m sorry about that. I absolutely love the idea that peace comes from knowing we are loved. Definitely true, and yet so many of us find it so difficult to realize and accept that we ARE loved – just the way we are. I can think of so many times in my life when I did not love myself and that really makes it so hard to believe that others can. I am glad to be on a path where I can accept that now.
Love, and self-love, is something beautiful. It’s also something I struggle with. Especially the self-love. Self-criticism comes way too easily.
Self love is the hardest kind of love. Probably because we are usually our most harshest of critics. Yet once we start to uncover that love, we set our spirit free, we seem to find wings. I’m getting there albeit slowly.