Do you consider yourself a compassionate person? A kind hearted human? I bet many of you do.
I want to think most people would say they are fairly compassionate to their fellow man, but what about compassion for self?
What about that pause of stillness, the surrendering of love, and the swelling of kindness for your own soul?
What about forgiveness for your past wrongs, your mistakes, and your haphazard journey?
What about that love, that big love, that powerful love, that still and peaceful love?
What about that love washing over your own deserving and worthy heart?
What about waking up without the expectation to be perfect or to do it all “right” today? About giving yourself permission to be human?
It’s a practice. A practice of patience, kindness, and of radical self love. I used to have a very difficult time finding compassion for myself. I was always so incredibly good at sending out love and kindness to my friends and family, but I didn’t always know how to return internal compassion. I didn’t realize that I had to learn how to trust my journey, understand the ebbs and flows of life, and to just plain ol’ give a little when I wasn’t “doing it all right.” I started to come into my heart space and find that love, joy, and understanding of my unique pieces, my challenges, and my struggles.
I remember going to yoga and letting my soul take over. My tears fell as buried emotions unraveled. I found that stillness and peace in my steady breath. I let my spirit be nurtured from the inside out. I practiced forgiveness for being so hard on myself and I felt compassion flow through every ounce of my body until I just.let.go.
And in that moment, I understood. The whole world was conspiring to bring me love and compassion for myself just as profoundly as it was showing me how to be compassionate to others. I needed to open up my heart space and realize that this was the answer to my perfectionism, expectations, and challenges: compassion, love, non judgement, and forgiveness.
Compassion is rare to come by for self, and when you allow it to sweep over your soul and savor that moment, for far too often it is frail and it passes quickly. I encourage you to let it flow back and let it knock on your door more often than not. Allow your self-compassion to be freely felt with rising love and swelling empathy, and find surrender in that moment of love and kindness.
Let yourself be loved from the inside out.