DAY 51
how do i love me?
how do i love me? let me count the ways.
i love me to the depth & breadth & height
my soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
for the ends of being & ideal grace.
i love me to the level of every day's
most quiet need, by sun & candlelight.
i love me freely as men strive for right;
i love me purely, as they turn from praise.
i love me with the passion put to use
in my old griefs, & with my childhood's faith.
i love me with a love i seemed to loose
with my lost saints, - i love me with the breath,
smiles, tears, of all my life! - & if God choose,
i shall but love me better after death.
adaptation from "how do i love thee?" by elizabeth barrett browning
"every life, no matter how many valleys & mountain tops he encounters, is made up of a single moment, the moment he discovers who he is."
when i loved myself enough i no longer needed things or people to make me feel loved.
when i loved myself enough i recognised my courage & fear, my naivety & wisdom, & i loved them all the same.
"you can search the entire universe for someone who is deserving of your love & affection than you are yourself & that person is not to be found anywhere. you yourself, as much as anybody in the entire universe deserve your love & affection." buddha
in order for me to be able to love others i first need to learn to love myself. how can i give something if i have nothing to give?
how can i give a broken gift? it will be of no use to the recipients. they can try with all their might & mind to repair the gift, but will eventually have to admit defeat & walk away with shoulders hanging, ashamed that they could not mend your broken heart.
how we hurt ourselves because we are afraid to love ourselves & in the process hurt the ones who loved us enough to try & repair what only we could.
different reasons prevent us from drawing ourselves toward ourselves:
- fear of coming across as selfish (let's rectify this misnomer - love is not selfish).
- fear of what we might find hidden under the years of dust & neglect.
i would like to let you in on a little secret -
everything that i have carefully & lovingly worked through, in the process of finding myself, has amazed me to infinity. i have found beauty, strength & courage. i have found that i am able to let go of disappointment & pain, & receive encouragement & joy in its place. i have learnt to be my own best friend.
"your vision will become clear only when you look into your heart. who looks outside, dreams. who looks inside, awakens." carl jung
how do i love me?
how do i love me? let me count the ways.
i love me to the depth & breadth & height
my soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
for the ends of being & ideal grace.
i love me to the level of every day's
most quiet need, by sun & candlelight.
i love me freely as men strive for right;
i love me purely, as they turn from praise.
i love me with the passion put to use
in my old griefs, & with my childhood's faith.
i love me with a love i seemed to loose
with my lost saints, - i love me with the breath,
smiles, tears, of all my life! - & if God choose,
i shall but love me better after death.
adaptation from "how do i love thee?" by elizabeth barrett browning
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| "Highs & lows" by Kleoniki Vanos |
"every life, no matter how many valleys & mountain tops he encounters, is made up of a single moment, the moment he discovers who he is."
when i loved myself enough i no longer needed things or people to make me feel loved.
when i loved myself enough i recognised my courage & fear, my naivety & wisdom, & i loved them all the same.
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| "Deserving" by Kleoniki Vanos |
"you can search the entire universe for someone who is deserving of your love & affection than you are yourself & that person is not to be found anywhere. you yourself, as much as anybody in the entire universe deserve your love & affection." buddha
in order for me to be able to love others i first need to learn to love myself. how can i give something if i have nothing to give?
how can i give a broken gift? it will be of no use to the recipients. they can try with all their might & mind to repair the gift, but will eventually have to admit defeat & walk away with shoulders hanging, ashamed that they could not mend your broken heart.
how we hurt ourselves because we are afraid to love ourselves & in the process hurt the ones who loved us enough to try & repair what only we could.
different reasons prevent us from drawing ourselves toward ourselves:
- fear of coming across as selfish (let's rectify this misnomer - love is not selfish).
- fear of what we might find hidden under the years of dust & neglect.
i would like to let you in on a little secret -
everything that i have carefully & lovingly worked through, in the process of finding myself, has amazed me to infinity. i have found beauty, strength & courage. i have found that i am able to let go of disappointment & pain, & receive encouragement & joy in its place. i have learnt to be my own best friend.
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| "Incubation" by Kleoniki Vanos |
"your vision will become clear only when you look into your heart. who looks outside, dreams. who looks inside, awakens." carl jung
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