"Self Love is not vanity, it is sanity"

I woke up today feeling healthy, after two days of uncontrollable vomiting and diarrhea. My eyes traced the ceiling and the blue walls of my room and I felt grateful and blessed for being granted this new day. Then, an image of someone popped into my mind. It felt strange to me that that someone was me, in all my glory. That is the best definition I could give. I don't know what that "glory" was, but that image of myself portrayed the person I aspired to be. At that moment I loved that person, I loved all her successes, her flaws and mishaps. I closed my eyes again and I realized that this "perfect" person was already me. And that love I felt must always be the love I should be feeling for me, as I am, at all times. That is when a notion made its appearance in my mind. That notion had something to do with being in love, in divine love with myself. 

An example could explain it better: Say you are infatuated with someone and you think about that person from the moment you wake up until the moment you go to bed. You mood depends on that person, his/her actions, words and presence. Let's take this person and replace it with YOU. Your precious SELF. What would happen if the person that you are infatuated and in love with is your own self?

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N.K.

photo of me reading 'The Little Book of Hygge" in a hotel room, in Dimitsana, Greece