The one big thing I learned in these 50 days
of reflection and integration
is that I’ve spent most of my adult life practicing and learning
I worked under the assumption that loving others
would secure love for my self.
Yet I've found my deepest hunger is for self-love.
The love for myself through myself.
The feeling of security, courage and joy
a whole love is what I craved
I believed if I sacrificed, breathed, waited and waited
it would come after I loved others well,
I thought an uncut love would drip onto me from others,
cover me completely, eventually.
trickle down doesn’t work in wealth or love.
and what small thinking to settle for a trickle, a damn drip.
In these 49 days I’ve learned that my love is best when it bubbles up.
Explodes out of me and into the world through actions and ideas.
The love that is me, is deep, endless and eternal.
The seeking of love and approval from others is relentless,
filled with conditions and expiration dates.
Now that I know it’s time to get to the business
of learning and practicing self love through my self
I’ve had a hardcore habit of loving others,
So I looked to my best practice of love.
My daughter. What did I do?
How did I treat her, first?
In the morning when I woke her, I adored her, openly.
Good Morning beautiful! Welcome back Noodles!
throw open the curtains and let the sun shine in on her.
I’d say she was better than sunshine
because I saw her light even at night .
Often I’d put on some music, mostly Stevie Wonder
serve up a healthy yummy meal.
We’d dress in a way that reflected her mood and the season.
Then I’d release her from my arms into the day,
celebrated, tickled, well fed and affirmed.
Since she grew up and out
most mornings I thank God for giving me another day
then I'd bargain with the time in pitiful .15min increments.
Starting my day with a practice of procrastination, great.
My phone is my alarm, my arm, my companion.
I roll over and touch it, engage with it.
Then at the last minute I pull out of the bed and put on a pot of water for a pot of coffee
to start the process of putting things in my body to fake my body into working,
Too many mornings I leave my home jump-started on caffeine, anxious and a little insecure.
For the last 10days or so I began to treat myself like the one I loved best.
called myself beautiful, openly
I put on music, mostly Stevie again,
made a super live yummy smoothie, took .15min to mediate,
made some coffee (let’s not get crazy) worked out more than half the time
then opened my email, got on facebook, checked twitter, the gram and served others.
There's been a seismic and psychic shift.
I am beginning to have the experience of the love power that I am.
I have always had a prayer and a sporadic mediation practice,
but adding action is when life actually changes.
The biggest lesson and gift in my 50 day journey was I have to
DO ME FIRST if I want to be happy, for real.
When I practiced self-care, through self love (not ego or vanity)
that elusive thing called happiness becomes my truth.
Tomorrow I will be 50 years of age and grown ass
from there I will be my own baby.