Feel. Real. Be the best you.
Whether happy, sad, angry, lost. Feel it to the core of who you are.
Allow yourself the respect to be just where you are.
Be gentle with you.
Take care of your needs. Bubble baths, lay in bed, stay in your jammies all day. Drink hot cocoa and gaze at your Christmas tree. Even if you’re alone; you’re in good company. Take a walk in the crisp snow, make a snow angel, throw a snowball or two or ten. If it’s warm where you are, go to the beach and breathe the saltiness. See a movie, buy a trinket cause you like it, treat yourself to you. Work out, meditate, stretch and feel the physical presence of you. Remember that if you don’t like yourself; no one else will. Caress your own cheek, arm, neck, legs. Explore the gorgeousness of physicality.
Do you even know how amazing you are? Deep down? Underneath the crud of perception? People can freak about being alone. I like me, dig the moments of “me” time. Find your center, light a candle, be still and open to find out who you really are. To breathe and feel and be and bask in the glory of Amy. Make myself laugh; gentle lover in the climax of what is … me. Waves of orgasmic self realization course through my spirit. You can do this too. Allow your inner love to shine and be passionate about the reflection.
It’s time. If you’re reading this, it is time. Be. Dig. LOVE. Get off … on you.
love the celebration of ourselves
It’s my first time being single and enjoying it! I had no more than a few months between relationships since I was 16 and I turn 40 in February! I love my me time. I’m learning not only to meditate but to be meditated by my higher self…Awesome stuff!
This is so true. In my addiction, I couldnt stand to look at myself in the mirror. I couldnt spend two minutes with myself before feeling like I was going to jump out of my skin or become deaply depressed if I didnt get out and with people, on drugs, and away from myself as far as I could. I went to a treatment centre for seven months and for the first three months it was 24 hours of anxiety. We were forced to be with ourselves, this was very painful and tortur for me. I wanted to run away, drugs started to look better. I stuck it out and after three months going into my fourth, things started to change. I could relax, I could sleep, I could read, concentrate, even put two words together. Today almost four years later, even when I took two steps back I began to enjoy me time. Today there is nothing more in the world that I enjoy more is me time. I love spending time with me. I will go to the movies by my self, go shopping, to the zoo. There is nothing that I would be ashamed to do with just me. I used to get embarrassed as well when I would be by myself. I felt everyone was staring, judging ect.. Today I dont care what people think, as long as I am not hurting anyone and I am happy, that is all that matters. The day you learn to love yourself or even just be able to like yourself enough to spend time with you is a very special moment and dont ever give it up. It all starts with you and how you precieve yourself and what you think of yourself. If you love you then others will then too.
Aimes
YOU are a rock star!!! Thanks so much Aimes *big hugs*
the sassy one LOL
A masterpiece of “climatic” proportions!!!!!
well said… and felt.
Centered in me unselfishly and happily my own best friend. who’d a thought it?
Thanks a lot….I needed to hear that.
Very true and good one.Luv