“I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.” – Pablo Neruda
Pablo Neruda is a genius. He is undoubtedly one of the best poets this world has ever seen, and while he’s known for his love sonnets, I often read them as notes to self.
Take the above, for instance. While he is no doubt talking about a lover, he could very well be talking about himself. Too often we give of ourselves—our time, energy, and love—to others, but rarely invest the same qualities into our own lives.
Some think it’s selfish to love yourself first, but being a whole and complete person allows you to give yourself to others in profound ways.
Have you noticed that those who are buoyant, happy, and full of light often attract the same?
As we move into the new week, Clutchettes, take a little time to show yourself some love. Read a love poem to yourself, tell yourself you’re beautiful, praise those parts of yourself that you love so much.
This week, love yourself simply and completely.