Recipe of Self Love
I have been inspired this week to ask myself - how can I chose myself, over and over again. Like 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧
Many times, I would make new decision, from a place of deep understanding and desire of healing and 𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝, 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 that might not be celebrated every day. And feel like - yeah, amazing. I did it.
Well, it is not so simple. Since, often this new decision, will not last. That is my truth. I might have the dedication of practicing whatever it is that I realize is good for me.
But then, with some time, it slowly (or suddenly) might be over.
So the invitation was to start with baby steps. Something very, very simple. So simple, that it would set me up for success. Hmmm, 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐈 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐥 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧?
Something, that I could for sure do every day. And it would be so simple and natural - that I would be able to stick to it AND feel good.
It can be a 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 in the morning. Have you ever been sucked into the hassle of the day, even before drinking your water in the morning?
A screaming-child-waking-you-up kind of way?
And then few hours later, when body signals red lights and blasting alarm is on in your internal system - you realize that you haven't taken care of yourself?
Well, it has definitely happened to me.
So the suggestion for the success, is to fill the glass of water, and put it by your bedside. Before I need it. For me this is so so beautiful, because it is the full, grounded, nourished me that leaves this "love note" to me in the morning. To me that needs nurturing, needs loving kindness and care and receives it in that very moment. In this gesture, I can embody my own loving mother, or big sister.
And... I would add to it - choose your 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬, 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐩 𝐨𝐫 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐢𝐬𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 - myself.
𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐥𝐮𝐞 𝐚 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞.
With this simple action, repeated over and over again. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐲. 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡.𝐍𝐨.𝐄𝐱𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧.
or excuses. Might set slow and steady pace of healing the relationship with that neglected part of self that got used to be put aside, not prioritize over the emergency of life.
And this healing might feel / look / taste / smell like a slowly, slowly and so beautifully opening rose...
I will go right now and choose that most disproportionally beautiful glass for my water love