cherished love that matters most (remarkable story)
You are cherished.
The world would not be as colorful, beautiful and loving without you in it. You are the ONLY Sign of Love exactly like you.
There is rarely a day where a heart doesn’t show up in my path and sometimes I’ll discount those Signs of Love as too small or too ordinary to bother taking a photo even though I still feel that happy-heart-opening breath that breathes ‘thank-you’ for this sign.
This little green heart-sprig of moss was one of those times, but Love always counts, always.
And we count, always.
When was the last time you paused for a moment, loved and cherished you?
How easy it is to love those around us, care for their needs over ours and entertain ideas of ‘others’ , or other things being most important.
Here’s what I know. When we open up consistent little spaces for ourselves to fill ourselves up with what we love, a new spark of life is fanned within.
Our spirits crave to be fed and honored.
The only way I know to feed our spirit is by being with the people that make us feel light and happy, by doing things we love that make our spirit sing, listening to music and words that resonate deep in our being, and by walking in beauty taking in all that we love.
Our spirit relaxes when we breathe ever so deeply, when we soak our weary, and miraculous bodies in pure essential oil scented salt-water baths, or enjoy a massage.
Whatever it is for you, that melts you into a deep relaxation and brings moments of pause noticing and loving you.
I write this, this morning, because in my heart, I need this reminder; and so as a reminder to us, may we remember…
When we fill ourselves up, loving us – it is then that we have something to give, and only then, can we truly give from our fullness.
The joy of giving from our fullness is completely delicious. It’s how life is meant to be.
I wish today, you know that it is good to fill yourself up with all that you love, to breathe deeply, relax…
…and know that you, all of you. is incredibly loved and cherished.
loving you,
Theresa