All of this talk about Valentine's Day and Love last week got me thinking: What does it really mean to love thyself? Is it taking a moment to pause and breathe in the middle of a hectic day? Is it allowing oneself to be vulnerable and open to growth and change? Is it as simple as putting a balm on my hands when they are in need of some nourishment? What exactly does it mean to practice self-love?
Tagged "Mind body and soul"
Imagine a place free of sound, light, and gravity. A place where you can go to simply be, relax, meditate, think, visualize, or rest without intrusion or interruption. A place where you can float effortlessly in “space.” Sounds pretty neat, right? That’s because it is, and it doesn’t require a spaceship to get there ;)
I’d been a night owl for as long as I can remember. Rarely did I sleep before midnight or 2am, and I most certainly didn’t wake up before 9 or 10am on my own accord. I believed that I got my best work done in the wee hours of the night, free of interruption and ample time to think. Some of the best papers I’ve written began at 12am and under the pressure of a deadline.
Recently, however, I began to question this way of thinking, which led me upon a quest that at the start felt so important, but in hindsight was shortsighted as my journey was longer than I expected. I’d thought that I was on a path to meditation, but little did I know that further along my way I’d find something truly enriching.