VE·RI·TAS -noun Latin.
truth.

Breukelen Girl.

SPIT yO Game.

TALK yO Shit.

MIND OF HER OWN.





Thursday, December 3, 2009

That's AMORE..

"One of the greatest moments in anybody's developing experience is when he no longer tries to hide himself but determines to get acquainted with himself as he really is." N.Peale

On one seasonable tuesday night, exactly Decemeber 1, 2009 I was moved. By midnight on December 2, 2009 I had fallen in love. I'd fallen in love with a beautiful girl who I neglected to love from a very young age. It's not that I didnt want to love her I just never knew how to love her. That girl was ME. As stated by my lovely and dear friend Iyana Robertson "what we finally realize, has been there all along." Yes, I've been here all along. And yeah we may say we love ourselves but that's just something we learn to say so all the strange looks can go away and hope that just may be one day we'll wake up and it will actually be true. All semester long another close friend of mine (Yes, that would be you Mr. Doherty) and I pondered on what it meant to love yourself and how exactly does one go about doing such a thing. We met no resolution. Just confused young faces and we would just change the topic (haha ;).
I think the hardest part about loving yourself is that we don't really know why we should and no one ever teaches us how. The truth is we tend to love people because of how they make us feel about ourselves. We may care about them but mostly we love and love and love in the hopes that maybe they'll love us back. Like an epiphany it just all came to me but I can't take all the credit. A man infected with HIV spoke at my school and spoke of some dangerous truths that cut like a knife. I found out on this day that these truths were universal when all along I thought I was all alone. He changed my perspective.

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Take the bad with the good.
Love yourself. You only need one reason, why not?
Feed your mind.
Nourish your soul with the things that make you happy.
You are not incomplete. No other spirit in this world can make you whole.
You are not broken, you are just a little damaged.
Time won't heal all wounds but perspective can alleviate the pain.
Love yourself.
Give yourself permission to love yourself.
That does not mean obsess. That does not require arrogance.
Love everything about yourself.
Love the you that you really are.
The you that nobody knows.
The you that you hide, the you that you try so hard not to be caught being because its not the you that you claim to be.

Don't look for love. Look inside you. You will find yourself. You will find an attic full of personal supply. You will accept your imperfections and it wont mean that much even when the list goes on and on. You will not feel alone. You will feel complete because indeed you were born complete.

The speaker asked a few questions that I will pose to you..
"Who are you besides the clothes on your back and the shoes on your feet?
The piece of metal in your garage?
Besides your paystub?
Besides the number of friends you have on facebook.
Besides the person people think you are.
Besides the person you have led people to believe you are.
Besides the collection and ideas of others you define yourself with.
WHO ARE YOU?
And can you learn to love that person without all the extra distractions.


I realized I am rich in character and whole in spirit regardless of my possesions or lack there of and regardless of the holes left in me at the sight of so many turned backs.

"The day the girl fell in love with herself."
xoxo <3

Call me crazy. This has become like an online diary. But this is me. This is a message that has changed my life forever.

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