Love. What a powerful word with so many different aspects to it- yet is simple. Love.
Spiritualists talk of Agaphe love, which in a nutshell is abundant love. Love that has no expectations or ‘strings’. Pure love that isn’t attached to anything. As opposed to romantic love which can be toxic, expectation-fuelled or driven by needs & wants & desires.
I’ve come to believe that my journey to authenticity begins with self love. How can I profess to be authentic when I don’t know who I am?
My journey has been to self love.
I’m getting to know myself. My wants & needs. Forgiving myself when I need to & loving & laughing at myself when I need to. Finding out what I love & what I don’t. I love adventure & travelling & change. It feeds my soul.
I’m learning that I have some great character traits. Others need my awareness & acceptance, moving me to action to change.
For a girl blessed to have grown up in a loving family, entered into a 21-year relationship then marriage from my teen years, with a loving church family – self love must surely have been obvious? No. It wasn’t.
My mantra had unconsciously been ‘if you love me, I’ll suffer for you.’ I unknowingly took on the control of the universe, putting my happiness outside of myself in the hope someone else might give it to me. How wrong I was.
My journey to self love has been a long, windy mountain path, lined with boulders. However, I’m now at the top & my view back is vast & with depth. It’s beautiful the landscape that lies before me.
I’m excited. I’m by no means ‘there’ or perfect. I am however, ‘perfectly Rosalind’.
