In loving ourselves, we love the world.
For just as fire, rock and water are all made up of molecules, everything, including you and me, is connected by the small piece of the beginning.
Yet, how to we love ourselves? It is as difficult at times as seeing the back of your head.
I have tried and tripped many times. I’ve learned that loving yourself requires a courage unlike any other. It requires us to believe in and stay loyal to something no-one else can see, that keeps us in the world – our own self-worth.
When we believe what no-one else can see, we find we are each other. And all moments of living, no matter how difficult, come back into some central point where self and world are one, where light pours in and out at once.
And once there, I realize that this moment, whatever it might be, is a fine moment to live and fine moment to die.