Flashback. Circa 2006/2007. San Francisco.
“Cecilia!!! He didn’t do anything!! Anything!!!”
I came out of dive bar with my friend, wailing because my boyfriend at the time hadn’t done anything romantic or grand for the big V-day (I had told him casually that I didn’t care for the holiday and well, being an engineer he took me literally-men, if you are reading this, never fall for this line…most of us DO care even though we pretend we don’t) but the icing on the cake was that his mother was driving up to see him from the suburbs and he had erased all evidence of my existence at his apartment. Today of all freakin days to visit her son. I mean, seriously? This was not okay!
As the terrible-no-good-very-bad-night wound down, I was so out of my head and enraged that I was convinced that my car had been stolen. We looked everywhere, up and down every street in the Mission and in my frantic state, I called the SF police and my boyfriend. Both were on their way and then my friend yells, “Diana, isn’t that your car right over there?” Gulp. It was right in front of us the whole time. I had to explain myself to the police, inform my boyfriend that no…I did not need him to come and well…let’s just say it wasn’t my finest moment.
I share this story with you because no matter what your “relationship status” is, Valentine’s Day can bring up all sorts of weird insecurities and emotions that you didn’t even know you had in you. Back then, the only way I could validate being lovable was by a man going above and beyond to make sure the whole world knew I was. It was about Ego, not expressing. But there’s another way. Over the years, I’ve learned to have compassion for that wounded aspect within us that so badly wants validation and affirmation.
And what I’ve come to realize is that it’s far more empowering to see it as a reminder from the Divine, Spirit, God/Goddess that we are a vessel for love.
That our natural state is well…love. And what if instead of making it about personal love to one person, it became an opportunity to spread love everywhere you see it? How does that feel in your body? And most importantly, to the person staring you back in the mirror? Aren’t they worth it?
Here’s the rub: Our capacity to receive and recognize love= the capacity we have to love ourselves TWEET THAT.
Flawed, annoying, inconsistent, but incredibly fabulous whole. Self.
Easy to say. Harder to practice, right?
Will you join me?
I’m hosting a FREE 5-day Soul Love Challenge/e-course starting right now and I’d love for you to join me!
But when you truly love and accept yourself, the whole world opens up.
You are no longer a prisoner of your circumstances, of other people’s opinions.
You’re magnetic without trying to be. And then, shit comes to you that you didn’t even ask for that is better than you could have ever imagined.
Instead of scraping for crumbs, you’re given not one, but two cakes and they both have a ton of icing on it.
I call it the self-love Goddess way. Cheesy? Maybe. But don’t judge it until you try it.
This isn’t a do-it-once-get-a-result-quit-it-and-resume-your-old-way kind of shifting.
It’s about shifting into a way of Be-ing.
Want to get a taste of what that feels like?
Here’s to spreading love all around the world, starting with you dear Soul friend.
Happy Valentines’ Day week and excited to be a part of raising the energetic frequency starting NOW.
Love and Blessings,