That’s right, let that sink in a little. No more, “I don’t deserve it” or “I could have done better” or “It’s really not a big deal.”
Here’s the deal: Yes you do, you could not have done better and it IS a big deal.
Too often we pass up the opportunity for love when it’s delivered on a sliver platter because we don’t think we deserve it. We aren’t worthy of love, praise, or adoration because we haven’t yet hit the bar (often high and unattainable) we’ve set for ourselves.
We’ve been trained to believe:
Love is something you earn.
There has to be a reason to give and receive love.
Unconditional love is reserved strictly for babies and kitty cats.
However the beauty of training is it’s just that, training. It’s something we’ve learned that can be alternatively unlearned and shifted.
Love falls into our lap constantly but because of our lousy love blinders, we rarely have the capacity to see and accept it.
Receiving love as it appears is a practice.
Here are a few opportunities for practicing full love acceptance when it falls your way:
You catch yourself in a mirror and rather than being critical you think, “I am seriously DAMN cute!”
The woman on the street compliments your shoes and you say, “Thanks so much. I think they’re pretty snazzy too.”
You make a wrong turn and rather than berate yourself for “being stupid”, you take it as a gift to explore the adventure of a new street.
When the guy in the truck honks while you jog by, rather than blurting out “a**hole”, you think, “I know, right??”
Today grant yourself permission to take the love that falls into your lap. Not when your business is flying high, not after dinner is made and the laundry is folded, and certainly not when you lose those final 10 pesky pounds.
Let love fall into your lap and when it does, take it, and say Thank You.
Here is a little love that fell into my lap while on a walk over the weekend. I stumbled upon a hidden path between two homes that was sided on the right by a tall wooden fence. On the fence were poems from the likes of Shel Silverstein, Edna St. Vincent Millay and TS Eliot. The poem that stood out to me most was this one, Love After Love by Derek Wilcott. It reminded me that the love I deserve can be accessed any time, any where from the person who matters most. ME.
Love After Love
By Derek Wilcott
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 your self.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you
all your life, whom 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.
How to you let love in and say Thank You? Do you have a hard time seeing the love around you? Do you worry you aren’t worth the love being thrown your way? Tell me in the comments below as I want to know.