As we bring the so called ‘month of love’ to an end, I would like to shine a bit of my own truth about the messiness of love.
First off, if we’re not getting the love we want, then self love can feel a bit like someone handing us a balloon to keep us afloat when we just jumped out of a plane.
Most of our love is experienced when we are laughing in connection with a good friend, feeling pride in our work, snuggling up with a furry friend, or just feeling the warmth of the sun on our back.
Romantic love contributes a fraction of what full love has to offer.
Join me in celebrating a love for life. Go for the big love, the lifelong kind, fall in love with being alive. <3
