by Kim McMillan
When I loved myself enough
I came to know my own goodness.
When I loved myself enough
I began taking the gift of life seriously and gratefully.
I began walking and taking the stairs every chance I get,
And choosing the scenic route.
I came to love being alone
surrounded by silence
awed by its spell
listening to inner space.
I came to see emotional pain
as a signal I am operating outside truth.
When I loved myself enough
I let the tomboy in me
swing off the rope in Jackass Canyon
YES!
I learned to meet my own needs and not call it selfish.
When I loved myself enough
the parts of me long ignored,
the orphans of my soul quit vying for attention.
That was the beginning of inner peace
then I began seeing clearly.
When I loved myself enough
my heart became so tender it could welcome joy and sorrow equally.
Photo Credit: Mustard Field, SEPhillips, Digital Photo, 2006.