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slowlyunfoldingDay One: Ten things you want to say to ten different people right now.
Day Two: Nine things about yourself.
Day Three: Eight ways to win your heart.
Day Four: Seven things that cross your mind a lot.
Day Five: Six things you wish you’d never done.
Day Six: Five people who mean a lot (in no order whatsoever)
Day Seven: Four turn offs.
Day Eight: Three turn ons.
Day Nine: Two images that describe your life right now, and why.
Day Ten: One confession.
I've recently realized that I had subconciously felt that I did not deserved to be loved. This started to come to the surface during the last few months during my yoga teacher training. I'm not sure of all the intricacies but it starts with feeling that I was raised with conditional love hanging over my head by a harsh & strict mother. It's influenced me in a myriad of ways that illuminates a lot of the choices I've made. Or, choices not made.
I've been doing some work on this subject. I know that I have to love myself first, then allow other people to love me as they will. It's a hard & painful process, but it feels real. I do feel that I am finally on solid ground. Maybe I'm starting to heal. I'm not flinching away from dealing with these dark truths that have been buried so deep, for so long.
May I be able to accept love.
Day Two: Nine things about yourself.
Day Three: Eight ways to win your heart.
Day Four: Seven things that cross your mind a lot.
Day Five: Six things you wish you’d never done.
Day Six: Five people who mean a lot (in no order whatsoever)
Day Seven: Four turn offs.
Day Eight: Three turn ons.
Day Nine: Two images that describe your life right now, and why.
Day Ten: One confession.
I've recently realized that I had subconciously felt that I did not deserved to be loved. This started to come to the surface during the last few months during my yoga teacher training. I'm not sure of all the intricacies but it starts with feeling that I was raised with conditional love hanging over my head by a harsh & strict mother. It's influenced me in a myriad of ways that illuminates a lot of the choices I've made. Or, choices not made.
I've been doing some work on this subject. I know that I have to love myself first, then allow other people to love me as they will. It's a hard & painful process, but it feels real. I do feel that I am finally on solid ground. Maybe I'm starting to heal. I'm not flinching away from dealing with these dark truths that have been buried so deep, for so long.
May I be able to accept love.