Our self-centred lives may suggest we love our-selves rather well. Yet, despite pampering our-selves with the best what life has to offer we still suffer from sadness, anger, loneliness, incompleteness and bitterness. The attention we lavish upon ourselves disproves that we don’t love ourselves. However, our insatiate love longing for harmony and happiness means that we don’t love ourselves the right way.
Given our ethical conditioning, many balk at the over thought of self love, even though it is nearly impossible for it not to exist. This is because we confuse self love with self disregards for others. The benign state of self love is unconditional self acceptance-which does not in any way prelude over others-and is therefore not the same as its malignant form, narcissism.
Loving oneself is the perquisite for loving others and for others to love us. We are made by our reactions to people and situations-extensions of our own feelings and thoughts. Our inability to like, love , respect ourselves therefore comes back to us as feelings of inadequacy and unworthiness.
True self love doesn’t incubate in the perception of others. Since that is where we seek our identity, no measure of accomplishment or possession is ever enough for us to feel good about ourselves. Even in public life, our role models happen to be people whose sense of self importance is driven more by their misled egos than affectionate views of their real selves.
Ego is what separates us from the rest of the universe. In my terms it is ESCAPING GROWTH OPPORTUNITIES. Our ego invariably finds an expression in pride and haughtiness and is often what makes us our worst enemies.
Whatever the medium- overcoming the control freak in us, talking on our fears and insecurities, or dealing positively with what annoy us-this can keep us from squandering our energies on