I recently realized I don’t always love myself, and it’s what brought on this blog. Perhaps it will help me to think this “out loud” on my blog and maybe get others thinking too.
I know for sure that I respect myself. I know what my core values are, and I will not compromise them. I know that even though I am willing to learn and grow, I accept myself for who I am in the moment. But, do I really love myself, and do I believe I deserve to be loved?
Do you believe you deserve to be loved?
We are given so many reasons to hate ourselves in the media. From what I see depicted, we humans are a racist, greedy, earth-killing breed. Do I really believe I am what the media has labeled me? Do others buy into the hype and think of people as “evil humans” who hate different races, are greedy and want to kill the earth? Can someone who believes this of others, really love themselves? If we believe such hateful things about humanity, then we likely see these things in everyone, including ourselves.
When something good happens for me, I wonder, who am I to deserve such a gift? We are also taught not to be conceited. If I love myself, does that mean I’m conceited? Is there a way to love ourselves humbly?
In the end, I think we’re all searching to be loved, and the less we love ourselves, the less likely we are to truly love others.
Going deeper into my faith, I’m reminded that I am made in the image and likeness of the Creator. This means, we’re all manifest from divine energy, which makes us lovable by nature. As long as I’m always doing the best I know in any given moment, why shouldn’t I love myself? Please to remind myself this when I’m chastising myself for something I don’t like about me.
Thank you for bearing with my rhetorical questions.
As the internet jargon goes … JMHO … and BTW … please come back on Monday and check out a sweet little angel memoir I plan to post.
I offer these flower photos on this page to you readers, each of you are a unique, lovable vibrant colorful spirit.