As I began to love myself,
I no longer discounted who I am,
Brushed aside compliments or belittled myself in conversations.
I learned that holding myself in high regard led to a quiet internal confidence that naturally taught others how to treat me.
As I began to love myself,
I stopped trying to find or measure my value by comparing myself to another.
I discovered that my uniqueness is my superpower,
And the more I honored my individuality,
The faster I was able to raise my consciousness and leap the tall tales of self-doubt.
As I began to love myself,
I realized that my internal anguish and emotional suffering were whispers from my soul,
Urging me to stop living against my own truth.
Now I listen to those whispers with gratitude,
For they guide me on my path.
As I began to love myself,
I no longer allowed the mirror to be the judge and jury of my beauty.
I discovered that it's only with eyes graced with love that my beauty emerges.
As I began to love myself,
I released the yearning for a different past.
Instead,
I embraced the beauty and lessons in the life that I have lived thus far,
Understanding that life itself has always been inviting me to grow,
Right where I am.
As I began to love myself,
I stopped needing to be right.
My ego relaxed,
And I began building bridges of understanding.
With this release,
I discovered kindness became my guide,
And I found grace in his quiet strength.
As I began to love myself,
I discovered that in any circumstance,
I'm exactly where I need to be,
At exactly the right time,
And that everything happens at the right moment.
This truth brought me peace,
And with peace came trust.
As I began to love myself,
I understood that my mind could both wound and heal me.
With every thought,
I could either encircle myself with love,
Or entangle myself in fear.
When I invited my heart to guide my mind,
A powerful harmony emerged,
And my thoughts became an ally to my soul.
As I began to love myself,
I stopped seeing the storms as something to fear.
I welcomed them as nature's way of showing me that even in chaos,
Beauty takes shape.
The fiercest winds and rains clear the path for something new,
Something breathtakingly beautiful.
This is self-love.