I wake and look into the mirror. I see circles under my eyes and think, you have not been giving yourself enough rest. I see flaky skin and think, you have not been drinking enough water. I see eyebrow hairs growing in and think, you need to take care of that and I recall that I've been telling myself this for several days now.
Today I awaken to the fact that these are not the words of love, but hate. I wonder, if this is my inner landscape, then what must I project outwards and onto others and if I do not treat myself with loving kindness how can I expect to attract others who will? Then I think how much better it would be to place my effort into this endeavor, to love myself, then it is to place my effort into seeking it from impermanent external sources as I have always done.
I go back to bed and imagine starting my day over, peering into the mirror and saying, "Good morning. I love you."
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