Get your mind out of the gutter, people! This ain’t THAT kind of blog post :P. You’ll see what I’m talking about, so just bear with me ;).
I believe that kindness can save what’s left of this world of beauty we seem to take for granted. I write a lot about being kind to each other, all things living and the planet … it’s old news by now. But something I did yesterday got me thinking: after I washed my face, I grabbed one of the two moisturizers I use. One is for daily use and one I put on in the evening (duh!). I keep them stacked one on top of the other. I closed the night cream and automatically put the daily cream on top, so that I’d have easier access to it in the morning. Silly, right? Well, not really. The reason for my little stacking-by-need action was done is because I was being kind to the sleepy-just-woke-up me. It’s a teeny-tiny thing I did, but I did it to save a second of my precious time in the morning. And you know what? It put a smile on my face this morning. One, because I thought of what a nincompoop I am most of the time and because I cared enough to do such a seemingly silly thing. And then I stacked my moisturizers so that the night cream is now stacked on top.
How many times a day do you put a smile on your face because of something you did yourself and for yourself?
We seem to think that our happiness will suddenly occur after other people send a smile our way, after they give us their time, after they acknowledge how special we are, after we receive whatever it is we deem worthy of our greatness to receive. Our happiness is always a slave to other people’s graciousness and decisions: Happily Ever After after we get what we want from others and not a moment sooner! We base how fully we live our lives on things we cannot control and we can’t control how people treat us. We can’t control their level of kindness towards us. We can only control ourselves.
What if we stared being randomly kind to ourselves first?
My little moisturizer-on-moisturizer action isn’t really anything life-shattering, I know. Who cares, though? It’s my little bubble of self-love and it made my morning a nuance brighter. To one-up that, I’ll do other things to make sure my life is full of love: eat healthy, work out, meditate, work hard, play harder and LIVE.
Loving myself means loving others and with full-force. Accepting myself fully means accepting others in equal measure. I cannot close myself away from myself and invite others in at the same time.
Self-love and kindness aren’t selfish. They’re necessary. They make our world of beauty …well … beautiful.