I started Happy Valentine's Day with a yoga class for me. I met myself in the mirror and while doing the postures, felt great warmth for my body. For all its been through and for seeing that it has been showing me all along what my mind thinks and where my priorities are. It relentlessly reveals my truths to me.
It truly has been my greatest friend accurrately showing me how I view life. It doesn't lie.
It has been my faithful companion on this journey, recording events which the mind could not hold, carrying out orders of a confused mind, and using pain to gain my attention.
And mostly been the brunt of my disdain…me blaming it, while it is really blameless and I am the one who leads.
I decide either knowingly or unconsciously to neglect or care for it.
I can either decide to feel my truths or let them slide by 'unnoticed'.
I am the one that brought it into situations where it felt uncomfortable, I ignored its clear signals. I wanted to be liked and accepted more by others than my own body. I would reject it to serve another's happiness.
I used to see myself a victim of my body…when in fact I was the perpetrator of all its ills. There is no one to blame for my inner relationship or that lack thereof with my body.
I have been learning what love means between me and me.
To love myself enough to speak up knowing that it isn't popular.
I love myself enough to recognize the signals of my body.
I love myself enough to care for my body…to question my mind, to seek my truth, to boldly do that which I am moved to do, uncaring how the opinions of others change about me.
My respect for my self matters more.
Wayne Dyer speaks of "being beyond the good opinion of others"…Loving your self brings you there. And it is what I feel is meant by, "If I gained the world, but lost my spirit…"
On Valentine's Day I remain faithful to the first one I must love, in order to love another, ME.
Happy Valentine's Day.
I M Perfect lady 