
Your sensitivity is breathtakingly beautiful. You are so wise. Your desire for deep connection is so valid. Your life journey is so inspiring. I see you, I see your depth and it is so gorgeous, like nothing I’ve ever seen before. I will never leave you.
…overjoyed about every part of you (though if you can find a way to do that, more power to you.) No, it’s just about being able to look at every one of those parts, and say, “I accept you. You are a part of me.” And to the less savory ones, say, “You are hurting. It’s okay to be in this hurting state: to be human and imperfect and messy. it’s grand, this life thing, and I’m here with you.”
And maybe that’s what self-love really is, at the end of the day —not bath bombs and chocolate, nor counting all the external things I’m good at, nor “fixing” anything at all … but rather, just giving myself permission to be exactly where I’m at. Holding all of my states, all of my traits, and all of my feelings in the loving eye of pure awareness and compassion.