I once knew a beautiful and overwhelmingly kind woman. Her touch and voice were soft while her words profound. Such depth and care put to each syllable and the tone chosen mindfully. But She broke a rule of kindness so I must renege on that title and we had to part ways. Like so many high performing and brilliant people, she has incredibly high standards and expectations. To keep these in tact and to strive higher, repulsing and avoiding complacency, she accepted nothing for herself but true art. To fit that word that she had well redefined in paris where she spent almost a year with other amazing artists, she had to do something new. Art is not art unless it advances the form. To me, I could relate because I have witnessed and been blessed by amazing things. So to put back unto the world less than I have been given, less than it gave me, is an insult. But, that’s quite stupid, petty, and defeating. Nothing good can come from a beaten soul unless its fighting back where as greatness is bountiful and guaranteed from a loved soul; and in that moment of fighting back the soul with scars finds love itself all the same.
To not love ones’ self is to be a mean person. Because to love everyone is wonderful so is to be kind and understanding. But you, the self, is a person. So to hate and hinder and restrict one’s happiness is to be very very mean to that one person. Kindness moves thorough the world and actions of a true heart. Not just outwardly but inwardly as well. People who love themselves show what they want and will give to those close to them by displaying in in their solitary actions. Being a kind person means loving yourself as well as other people.
The ability to manage one’s own happiness outside of others is a very strengthening action. It dissipates the issues and wonder of what others may judge of you and creates a stable base for any sort of relationship and decisions that require emotional involvement.
It is quite easy to validate everyone around you. They don’t have the fears of failing that we have inside but remember the simple trick that the self is a person too. Nothing means something when its what you have to eat. And love is a treat that grows the biggest and most beautiful of beasts.
