Imagine if we bathed ourselves in love?
How would we feel if we truly enjoyed ourselves?
If we thought we were funny and unique and interesting and SEXY?
How would we move, think and respond to ourselves and others if we knew that we are enough just the way we already are and that striving for more was only because we had a curiosity for the unknown.
So much time wasted on criticizing ourselves and others … makes me truly wonder what extraordinary things would happen if we obsessed about the things we loved about ourselves.
DRF
