Perhaps many modern diseases, such as high blood pressure, allergies, perhaps some cancers, are based on the neglect of self-love and ignorance of it. Self-love of the individual, the person, the I is of course known and never neglected. But self-love of our true being, that is the love that is no longer cultivated, because it means to love the world as well. And this speaks against the dictates of individualism, of the I.
Facing oneself and looking at oneself. Not one-sided as in the mirror, but looking at oneself and oneself, because both are living self. Look into one’s face. Without much evaluation, what one sees there. After all, it is about everlasting love. What do our insipid judgments mean there… Taking one’s own hands from the twin form. How do our hands feel to us? Grasping the shoulders. The upper arms. The forearms. The head, the temples. A kiss on our own forehead. With love. How does it feel? A hug, tight. How do we actually feel? A kiss on one’s own mouth and feeling in the embrace: where is the light? Where is it in me and I? Is it in the heart? Or is it in the solar plexus? Or somewhere else entirely? Then showering this light with all the love we have. Potentiating in the cycle from me to me and back from me to me and on and on. The essential to love is the light within us. We hold ourselves and love our light. Perhaps we also weep for our light. That is good. Because crying is compassion. Compassion is center and when we are in compassion with ourselves and each other, we are with the world.