But with time I came to feel more emotionally grounded. I felt that my feelings crystalized. I didn't like everything I felt, but at least I could name the feeling I was going through. But it took decades to come to know myself from the inside out. And to love myself was something that didn't even occur to me until I hit my fifties.
Then, suddenly, I realized that my purpose in life was to know me. And to know me was to love me. Suddenly I began to grow young too. Although most people are born you and grow old, I was born old and grew young. But I can only say that was the case because I came to love myself. Without my esteem, respect and compassion I was a beggar taking emotional handouts from others. I had no spiritual wealth. The richness of life came when I could celebrate my feelings - all of them.
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