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sunbon · 5 months
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Yes it is and so it’s yours
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enchanting-jewel · 10 months
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Self-Love Mini Spell
You will need:
Mirror
Rose quartz
Pink candle
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Self-love doesn’t come very easily to some of us. But loving yourself is the stepping stone to a successful relationship. It motivates us to practice positive behavior. Self-love is not falling into self-hatred or shame when we mess up. If you are doubting yourself and need a little self-love boost, try this little spell daily until you truly love yourself inside and out.
Light your pink candle and hold the rose quartz in your dominant hand. Say out loud while looking in the mirror:
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“I love myself fully and unconditionally. I treat myself with love and respect. I make positive choices for myself. As I will it so mote it be.”
Focus on how you feel and will feel when you obtain self-love. Imagine all the positive choices that lie ahead and picture yourself choosing happiness and positivity. When you are done, blow out your candle.
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Good luck, don’t forget you’re beautiful inside and out!
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becoming-thebest · 5 months
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beast-of-compassion · 3 months
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today, stop and think about all the things you have done. think of what you're proud of and move forward with that motivation with stride. we've all made mistakes but if you have grown from them and changed, there's no reason to hold onto them and beat yourself up about it. you are deserving of admiration for your work and comfort from your struggles. sometimes you have to show yourself that love and appreciation. ☀️
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inabigworld · 7 months
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it’s okay to take some time to come back to yourself.
— 12:11am
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I strive for excellence in everything I do, which is quite a problem, because I'm not all that excellent at anything.
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foreveradora · 9 months
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look out for yourself, not others.
it is time, you are a people pleaser, I know.
It is finally time to stop pleasing others and you should be pleasing yourself. It might seem 'selfish' but it is completely the opposite of that, it is not selfish at all. It is helping out yourself for the best and taking time for yourself. Helping others is going to get you the smallest thing, helping yourself is going to be the best reward ever.
People don't care and you shouldn't either. If someone is not going to care for you the same way that you care about them, it is not worth it. Do not waste your time on one-sided friendships/relationships.
It is time to wake up, drop those friends that do not serve you, look out for yourself, take some time for yourself and improve yourself. In the end, who is going to be there? it is going to be you. You are always going to be by your side. You are the most important thing, it is your life, not anyone else's.
Wake up and you will not regret it.
love,
adora.
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cricketcat9 · 10 months
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Long, but worth reading; warning, it’s about…life and death…
I just learned that my best friend from high school died about two weeks ago. She was an extraordinarily talented pianist and writer, a great friend who influenced me in the best way and broadened my horizons; I feel privileged to know her and to have her in my life. I feel very sad that she is no more.
Here’s a letter written by another person; her name was Kerri. She wrote it before she died of brain cancer. Please read, and reflect…and hopefully, apply!
“If you’re reading this, this fu$king brain cancer probably got me.
But let me be crystal clear while I’m able: I did not ”lose a battle” against cancer. This is a ridiculous, steamy pile of horse shit that society has dumped on cancer patients. Western medicine, and Western culture, especially, is so uncomfortable talking about death that instead it created this “battle” analogy that basically shames people who die from cancer.
News flash: None of us gets out alive from this rodeo called life.
There is no shame in dying from cancer – or any serious illness. And it doesn’t need to be a battle. It’s a transition that each of us will go through. I was asked by a shaman, whom I spoke to after my second brain surgery, “Are you running towards life or running away from death?”
Whoa! That got my attention.
There’s a BIG difference. I got it wrong more often than not.
Don’t let fear fuel your choices. Live fearlessly. Run TOWARDS life. Don’t worry about what people will think. Trust me, it doesn’t matter.
Focus on you. Be true to yourself. Be your own best friend. People who tell you you’re selfish are not your people. If the voice in your head says these unkind things, get a new voice. Honor your mental health and seek out a good therapist with the same vigor you’d search for a romantic partner.
Speaking of, be intentional about cultivating friendships that lift you up. As those friendships grow and change, don’t overlook them while you search for that “great love of your life.” (No, I’m not suggesting you sleep with your bestie. But you do you!)
Another unhelpful message that we get from society is that we need a “love of our life,” as a romantic partner.
Single and childless when I was diagnosed with terminal brain cancer, I looked around my life and came up sputtering and sobbing from the wave of grief washed over me. I thought I’d be doing this alone… no husband, no kids, no “great love.”
How wrong I was. At the first appointment with my neuro oncologists, one of the nurses diligently hauled in chair after chair for the great loves of my life who came with me that horrible day and many days after that.
I sat and listened while the doctor explained the 12-month treatment plan, focusing on my breathing, then looked around the room…. filled with great loves of my life: incredible women friends whom I had met at various stages of my life.
Surround yourself with people who contradict that unkind voice, people who see your light, and remind you who you are: an amazing soul.
Learn how to receive these reflections from your people. Because they are speaking the Truth.
Love yourself, no matter how weird and silly it might feel. Every morning, give yourself a hug before your feet hit the floor. Look deeply into your eyes in a mirror. Say to yourself, out loud, “I trust you.” That voice in your head might say you’re a dork. Ignore it.
As I prepare to leave this body and embark on this mysterious journey of my soul, I hope these observations from my deathbed are somehow useful.
What I know, deep in my bones, is that learning to love myself has led me to be able to say this: I’m so proud of how I lived.
May you, dear reader, feel the same when you head out on your soul journey, too. Until then, enjoy the ride. And always eat dessert first, especially if there’s pie!"
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euphorictruths · 2 years
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sunbon · 5 months
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woadge · 4 months
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This body is not my own
(A little snippet from my diary I can share because I feel like when I write in my diary it’s poetic as shit.)
This body is not my own. I was placed into it, and my perception and upbringing were based on its existence. But I am more than my shell. I am the squishy innards beneath the surface.
Through dedication and determination I will mold this body to my will. The physical form has nothing against the might of the mind, and the power of the spirit. I’ll fill it with hormones to give it the traits I wish. I’ll dress it in clothing I prefer. I’ll work out with it to gain the shape I desire.
This body is not my own. This body is the representation of all I have suffered. Every inch of ground those who have wished harm upon me have taken has been simply an inch of skin. But I am more than what I have been made to be, and I can overcome my position. I have someone in my corner, I have friends who will help me tame this body. I will put it to work when I see fit. I will place it alongside those I want to place it next to when I sleep at night, and I am in control of where it rests. I am in control of who I wake up next to, and while I’ve made poor choices about it in the past, I cannot let those mistakes control my present. The one I would lie next to today would never hurt me the way they had hurt me; and since it is my body, I am in control of how much hurt I allow in. The one I would lie next to is aware of this. And respects that I am the governor of the lands known as my flesh.
This body is not my own, but I will conquer it. I will place it under arrest and strangle any resistance from it; if it doesn’t grow the things I want, or makes them too small or large, it will be by my will that the scalpel repairs what it has broken. If it does not become beautiful on its own, I will make it beautiful with trappings and trimmings and trinkets, until it is the image of who I am inside. This body is not my own, but it becomes my own once I take control of it, inside and out.
Nobody can hurt me. I am immortal; this body may decay but my spirit lives eternal. I love and care and cherish and soothe, things my body can only hope to replicate through touch. My words and my heart are more important than my physical touch; and when words aren’t enough, this body is my vehicle to meet the difference.
This body is simply the poorly designed flesh mech my spirit has begun to pilot. Thankfully, my spirit is the main character, and is in control of the plot; and it’s only episode 2.
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euesworld · 1 year
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becoming-thebest · 5 months
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Take care of yourself girly , eat your yummy food and enjoy your time, life is short why not have fun every second of it. xoxo
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fr0gc4t · 11 months
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learning 2 love urself in a world that literally profits off of insecurity is SO HARD and i’m so proud of any1 who’s doing it (including myself) ♡
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xxvioletinexx · 1 month
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Our love lives on in my memories
I pack them up, sticker on some labels
It works for awhile but I've never managed
to hold anything in for long
My hopes and dreams go racing and crashing
Bright white ice burning with a long smoky tail
A comet in the sky of what could have been
Coming too close to the sun
I once wished on a star to meet the love of my life
And realized that I've known her all along
This grief means it mattered
Healing is my gift from me, to me
I love you but I love myself more
I love you but I love myself more
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