It’s okay to love yourself. In fact, it’s more than okay, it’s necessary. We are coming to the end of duality and the contrasts are everywhere, trying to get our attention. The sharpest ones have to do with your worst fear. Your worst fear is so intensely personal; you may never have put voice to it. Yet today, if you think for a moment, there it is.
It is asking for your attention, wanting to be examined, waiting for release. You don’t need it anymore, and the part of you that is ready to move on knows that. Where we are going, there is nothing to fear. We are heading towards agape, a place without conditions.
Our deepest fear is that somehow we aren’t good enough; that there is an unmet condition. If only we could meet it, we’d be fine. We are chasing after that carrot on the stick – so close, yet ever out of reach. This condition is not something you need, it is something made up, a part of this third dimension you’ve decided to hang on to. Let it go.
Maybe it’s a body or a bank account, a status or a role – if only you had it, you’d be perfect. Perhaps its forgiveness, a big eraser that will wipe out all the terrible things you’ve done, thought about, or still think about doing. Without these, you’d be worthy.
We’ve arrived here, suitcase in hand, all of our baggage intact. It’s time to check it at the gate and move on. It will be safe amongst the baggage of the rest of us, stored away in the room of judgment. One day, not too far from now, you’ll remember you left it there. It will be like that one box that never gets unpacked after a move – you’ll find you didn’t need it after all.
You see, there is nothing you need that you don’t already have. You are perfect where you stand. Source energy, from which you spring, is delighted with everything you are and do. Each “mistake” and every “fault” only adds to the variety of life. This is why you came.
Let it go. You are so much lighter without this baggage. Be what it is you are – your beauty comes from there, from that deep place where love is sleeping, safe within truth. Let her out, he wants to play.
