Tag: love
Stop Treating Love Like Toilet Paper When it’s a Bidet
I think I love myself last sometimes. It’s like there’s only so much love to go around, and I have to make sure everybody gets enough, and I’ll take whatever is left over, which is stupid, because love is an unlimited resource. I’m so afraid of loving myself too much that I meter it out.… Read more
When is the Last Time You Weeded Your Mind Garden?
My mind is a garden. My thoughts are its flowers. And its weeds. Thoughts are like seeds blown in the wind. They gently land on my mind’s topsoil. Some thoughts will rest there for a minute and then be carried away again, getting caught in the next gust of wind that blows through. Other thoughts… Read more
Love the Amazing Body You Inhabit
I love my body. I love its lithe gracefulness. I love its sturdy strength. I love its every jot and tittle, every scar and blemish. I love the scar on my left index finger, where I sliced it with a brand-new knife. I can still see the faint stitch marks running perpendicular to the white… Read more