Loving Myself As Is

Loving myself as is.

It’s a tricky act.

Loving oneself, as is.


In my body and all its glory.

In my mind and all its quirkiness.

In my spirit and all its wanderlusting ways.

Without the journey, I would never start.

To uncover.

To unravel.

All the magic, burning deep within me,

Honoring my mess.

Honoring my lessons from life.

Surrendering to the process.

Playing my part.

Falling in love, over and over.

With the art of becoming.

Myself as is.

Pure joy.

Pure freedom.


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