Fall in love with yourself
Mar 06, 2009
<b>A letter to my innermost being... to every woman, girl, lady and lass</b><br>Tomorrow is women’s day. JOANNE ERIAKU writes a poem and letter to you to love who you are
A letter to my innermost being... to every woman, girl, lady and lass
Tomorrow is women’s day. JOANNE ERIAKU writes a poem and letter to you to love who you are
Dear me….
It truly is not my desire to live a mediocre life, to have only a fraction of goodness,
to live in half love.
It is not my desire.
I want to enjoy life to its full,
to love; totally, deeply, intimately
I want to delight in the garden in me, like a little child set loose in a vast orchard, so do I.
I want to laugh gleefully, truly at anything and everything in me
I want to naughtily dip my toes in the brook in me
I want to climb every tree in me, for curiosity, for fun.
I want to chomp through every delicacy in me, like a child with innocent care
I want to taste the fruit in me, enjoy it, indeed appreciate it
I want to bask in the sunset of me, lazily, happily, I want to live in love with me.
I dare to love me….to look in the mirror and drink in myself: weaknesses, mistakes, strengths and all. I dare me to love me.
This hate project has lasted too long, this scathing attack on my body, my esteem, my character, my past has lasted too, too long.
I cannot take the ‘half-ness’ of my life any more, I cannot take the ‘love-lessness, worthlessness, depth-lessness.
Time to find myself
Time to embrace myself, wrap myself in love.
Time to turn around the clock of self-loathing, emotional pain, heartache and frustration that I’m so used to.
I used to think that bank balances and He-love would make me feel better and happier, what an expensive lesson it has been.
Hang on a minute…. Why do I need to love me? What is the worst that can happen if I don’t love me?
I won’t truly love others; and that means my children, my spouse, my God, my friends until I’ve learned to love myself. Can’t give what I don’t have.
I won’t have a pleasing personality nor be fun to hang around
I won’t have to drift along with unfulfilling jobs and relationships.
I won’t treat myself well.
I won’t ooze confidence and be myself in all that I think, say and do, I will find myself always having to be a member of the pack and not standing out from the crowd.
I won’t heal from the past to better my future
I won’t keep trying to please others instead of myself. In a bid to gain those artificial feelings of self-worth.
I won’t feel worthless, I will always not just feel but know that I am a vital component.
I won’t have to worry whether others like me or not.
I won’t keep letting others hurt me.
No one can give me respect if I don’t respect myself
BONUS REASON: How on earth or in heaven would I be able to look my creator in the eye and tell Him I failed…..
For almost an entire lifetime, I’ve been taught to hate myself.
I can still hear my classmates’ comments; my size - too big, my colour - too dark, my hair-not human, my lunch - too local.
I had adults in life who, believed they we’re preparing me for the world by focusing on telling me what they thought was wrong. Most attention to me was when I was being told “No,†“Don’t,†“Bad,†and in my subconscious that’s who I was.
Subconsciously, I allowed their words to shape my world….to build my days.
Now I must break down those false walls and build myself a mansion based on ‘me love’.
I’ll start by
Forgiving myself….mistakes a plenty lay strewn in the past, its so true what Maya Angelou said; only cherubim and about three rocks don’t make mistakes…
I now acknowledge I have a responsibility to myself; what I eat, allow myself to think..everything about me is waiting for me...not for others.
Then I’ll schedule regular me time for inner dialogue, rejuvenation and taking inventory of all my wonderful qualities and accomplishments.
I think I’d love to create my own happiness instead of expecting others to fill the gap for me. I’ll take myself for a walk, give myself a spa treat in my own bath with aromatic candles, chilled wine the phone off and the right music…
The best gift I can ever give my loved ones is the gift of loving me.
I can only love them to the degree that I do myself.
I know that this may not be an instant process but I choose to love me, each day a little more but I choose to love me.
Yours in learning to love
Me
Tomorrow is women’s day. JOANNE ERIAKU writes a poem and letter to you to love who you are
Dear me….
It truly is not my desire to live a mediocre life, to have only a fraction of goodness,
to live in half love.
It is not my desire.
I want to enjoy life to its full,
to love; totally, deeply, intimately
I want to delight in the garden in me, like a little child set loose in a vast orchard, so do I.
I want to laugh gleefully, truly at anything and everything in me
I want to naughtily dip my toes in the brook in me
I want to climb every tree in me, for curiosity, for fun.
I want to chomp through every delicacy in me, like a child with innocent care
I want to taste the fruit in me, enjoy it, indeed appreciate it
I want to bask in the sunset of me, lazily, happily, I want to live in love with me.
I dare to love me….to look in the mirror and drink in myself: weaknesses, mistakes, strengths and all. I dare me to love me.
This hate project has lasted too long, this scathing attack on my body, my esteem, my character, my past has lasted too, too long.
I cannot take the ‘half-ness’ of my life any more, I cannot take the ‘love-lessness, worthlessness, depth-lessness.
Time to find myself
Time to embrace myself, wrap myself in love.
Time to turn around the clock of self-loathing, emotional pain, heartache and frustration that I’m so used to.
I used to think that bank balances and He-love would make me feel better and happier, what an expensive lesson it has been.
Hang on a minute…. Why do I need to love me? What is the worst that can happen if I don’t love me?
I won’t truly love others; and that means my children, my spouse, my God, my friends until I’ve learned to love myself. Can’t give what I don’t have.
I won’t have a pleasing personality nor be fun to hang around
I won’t have to drift along with unfulfilling jobs and relationships.
I won’t treat myself well.
I won’t ooze confidence and be myself in all that I think, say and do, I will find myself always having to be a member of the pack and not standing out from the crowd.
I won’t heal from the past to better my future
I won’t keep trying to please others instead of myself. In a bid to gain those artificial feelings of self-worth.
I won’t feel worthless, I will always not just feel but know that I am a vital component.
I won’t have to worry whether others like me or not.
I won’t keep letting others hurt me.
No one can give me respect if I don’t respect myself
BONUS REASON: How on earth or in heaven would I be able to look my creator in the eye and tell Him I failed…..
For almost an entire lifetime, I’ve been taught to hate myself.
I can still hear my classmates’ comments; my size - too big, my colour - too dark, my hair-not human, my lunch - too local.
I had adults in life who, believed they we’re preparing me for the world by focusing on telling me what they thought was wrong. Most attention to me was when I was being told “No,†“Don’t,†“Bad,†and in my subconscious that’s who I was.
Subconsciously, I allowed their words to shape my world….to build my days.
Now I must break down those false walls and build myself a mansion based on ‘me love’.
I’ll start by
Forgiving myself….mistakes a plenty lay strewn in the past, its so true what Maya Angelou said; only cherubim and about three rocks don’t make mistakes…
I now acknowledge I have a responsibility to myself; what I eat, allow myself to think..everything about me is waiting for me...not for others.
Then I’ll schedule regular me time for inner dialogue, rejuvenation and taking inventory of all my wonderful qualities and accomplishments.
I think I’d love to create my own happiness instead of expecting others to fill the gap for me. I’ll take myself for a walk, give myself a spa treat in my own bath with aromatic candles, chilled wine the phone off and the right music…
The best gift I can ever give my loved ones is the gift of loving me.
I can only love them to the degree that I do myself.
I know that this may not be an instant process but I choose to love me, each day a little more but I choose to love me.
Yours in learning to love
Me