We are hard on ourselves. We say, “Shape up! Get a grip.
Grow up!” Rarely do we say, “Oh
sweetie, it’s OK. You can cry. Snuggle up here and let your heart break.”
If your little child came running in with a scraped knee or
shin, you wouldn't tell them to “Buck up!”
No, you would pick them up and rock them in your arms, cleaning their
wound with a soft cloth and putting something gooey and healing on it and then making them a cup of cocoa. Wouldn't you?
So why not give yourself love when you are falling down weeping
and inconsolable? Why not take ourselves
in our own arms, holding and rocking ourselves, cleaning the wound with the
soft cloth of mercy and applying something gooey like love to the place that
hurts? Maybe make yourself a piece of toast
or a cup of tea?
The places that hurt are simply expressions of our own heart’s
longing to be held and comforted. “Get over
it!” is not the prescription for a broken heart. Rather, embrace it, smoother it with kisses. Let your heart cry and weep and heal in the
comfort of your love.
When you love yourself, something magic happens. Something loves you back. Or put another way, “When you find the love,
you find yourself.” – Sidi al Jamal
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