I believe one of the biggest hindrances in life is self-hatred.
So much time wasted berating ourselves for being human, fallen, fallible, flawed ...
As if we're the only ones ...
Maybe it is my age,
or perhaps I am just done picking on myself,
but I am finding peace with who I am these days.
And it is so nice ...
Reminds me of this little essay I keep tucked in my planner:
"The time will come when, with elation, you will greet yourself arriving at your own door,
in your own mirror, and each will smile at the other's welcome.
And say, sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was yourself.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart to yourself, to the stranger who has loved you all your life,
who you ignored for another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf, the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life."
If you haven't yet made peace with yourself,
I urge you to do so.
See yourself as God sees you ...
but fully forgiven,
and so deeply loved.
You are so deeply loved ...