The people I love mean the world to me! My family and friends are true sources of joy for me, and I support them with every opportunity I get. I love to care for those that I love.
I use my own special way to show my family and friends that I care for them. I show physical, emotional, spiritual and financial support whenever I am able to do so.
I care for the well-being of those I love, and do what I can to ensure that they are in a good place.
I enjoy spending time with the children in my life. I seize the opportunity to relate to them on their level so they feel appreciated and feel like their point of view is important. I laugh and act silly with them because I know it makes them feel special.
I sit hand in hand in silence with someone I love because I know it reassures him or her of my love. I feel the peace and contentment running between us as we share a connection that can only be found through love.
I spend time on phone calls with family and friends, even if we are miles apart. That gesture of caring and love brings us closer together and reminds of us days we used to play and work together. I ask about their well-being because it matters to me.
Today, I continue to care for those I love. I get immense pleasure from caring for them, and I know it has a positive impact on their lives as well.
Am I always available when a loved one needs my support?
Am I capable of giving tough love to those I care about?
Do I feel cared for in the same way I care for loved ones?
When I was in college, I rented a basement from a friend and her boyfriend.
Things went great until their relationship began to deteriorate, at which time my friend moved out.
We all agreed that I would continue to rent the basement, at least until they decided what to do with the house.
In the few weeks I lived there after my friend moved out, her boyfriend began to go into my things while I was gone, taking things and doing who knows what else.
He made it no secret either–on several occasions he confronted me about various items or information he found among my private belongings.
And then, one day, I woke up and found that he’d climbed into my bed while I slept. That was the last straw. He had violated my privacy and now he was violating my personal right to choose who was allowed in my bed.
Since I couldn’t wait until I found an apartment to move out, I crashed on a friend’s couch for a few days while I located a new place.
When I finally did, I was very happy–except for the overwhelming anger that kept looming in my subconscious. Every time I turned around, something reminded me that he had hurt me, violated me, upset me. And that he wasn’t the only one who, by the time I was 19 years old, had done so–some in even more harsh ways.
Negativity begot negativity, and I started seeing more and more of it in my life. I struggled with it for months, falling into depression after depression. I felt like I was completely worthless, drowning in my own thoughts.
One day, as I sat wracking my brain about how to get over this anger, I thought I heard something. I was alone in my apartment, with the exception of my cat.
And I know this is going to sound crazy, but I would swear to you that I heard someone whisper, “You have to forgive him,” in my ear.
And, more strangely, I knew immediately what the “whisper” meant.
Even though I’d stuffed it all down and tried not to focus on my anger for all of these months, it still stayed there, like a parasite, nibbling away at anything positive that came into my life.
So I picked up my notebook and started writing him a letter. I told him why I was so angry at him and what he did that hurt me so much. I told him why I thought he was wrong. I called him every name in the book and said cuss words that I invented for the occasion.
And at the end of the letter, I told him that I forgave him–not for him, but for myself. Because I deserved to live in peace, without the negativity of my past with him (or anyone else, for that matter) corroding my beautiful world.
When I finished the letter, I felt an amazing sense of peace come over me, almost immediately. And, while I’d fully intended to mail the letter (or at least an edited and polished version of it) to that man, I never did. It turned out that I didn’t need to.
Once I’d written down my feelings, owned them, and moved on–the healing began. Such a simple act allowed me to release months of pent up feelings that were holding me back. I was finally able to begin to feel GOOD again, and suddenly my life was back on the right track.
How about you?
Are you holding a grudge? Do you have some old anger lingering in your heart? If so, it’s time to begin to heal. We all know logically that we cannot change the past, so why live there?
Here’s my challenge for you today. If you are plagued by anger or holding a grudge that you just can’t shake, try writing a letter today to the source of your frustration. Say what you mean, and don’t censor yourself. Let it all out.
And then, offer your forgiveness.
Then, if you like, write a more “reader friendly” version of your letter and mail it to the person or people who have hurt you. But more likely, you might find that the simple act of getting it all out is enough, like I did.
The bottom line here is that if you are holding on to toxic anger, it’s only hurting YOU. The person or people you’re angry at are probably not aware of it–and if they are, it’s not affecting them nearly as significantly as it is you.
The best revenge, they say, is living well–so if you don’t want to let go of your anger just for your own sake, then let it go to be the bigger person.
I’ll leave you with a final quote from Catherine Ponder.
“When you hold resentment toward another, you are bound to that person or condition by an emotional link that is stronger than steel. Forgiveness is the only way to dissolve that link and get free.”
What do you think? Do you have someone to forgive? Share your thoughts and experiences in the comments section, below!
I take good care of myself and others. When someone needs my compassion or a shoulder to lean on, I give those things freely. For myself and for others, I am a gentle and loving caregiver.
My supply of love and compassion is constantly growing because it comes from the source of all things. Therefore, I always have something to offer when others are in need.
My friends and family come to me when they need someone to care for them because they know I am overflowing with abundant love.
If someone I care for has challenges in asking for what they want or need, I listen closely to my intuitive sense of what’s right for them. Then, I ask them if my perception of their needs is accurate. Usually it is, and when I have confirmed that, then I give them all the love and care they want.
With all the resources available to me, I find myself with endless patience and compassion. This is especially true in regards to myself.
I am my own best advocate, so treating myself kindly is critical to my well-being. Therefore, I extend my gentleness and kindness not only to others, but also to myself.
Today, I commit to taking every opportunity to be good to myself and others. I am gentle and kind to all beings, and I take good care of those in my life. Daily, I look into my heart daily for new ways to extend loving caregiving to those in need.
Ask yourself these self-reflection questions.
1. How do I show love and compassion to my family?
2. Is there a person in my life who could benefit from more gentleness from me?
3. How can I go about showing kindness to that person today?
Share your thoughts in the comments section, below!
Each day, I happily receive all that I need. I am healthy in mind, body, and spirit and I know that I am loved. The people in my life are conduits for all the goodness of the universe. Health and love shower down on me daily from all sources.
Sometimes, blessings come my way from unexpected directions. I am always open to receive these, however they may arrive.
I may be hoping to hear a message of love from someone in particular, but instead it comes from another person. Regardless, I receive all forms of love with deep gratitude.
I feel stronger inside each day. I know that my own health and happiness are assured. Daily, I see them manifest in my life. I take this as evidence of a positive force working in my life, whether I attribute that to a higher power or just to my own will.
However, sometimes in the hurry of life, forgetting to pay attention to my blessings can seem all too easy. Therefore, I cultivate my awareness. This is how I know that health and love shower down on me daily.
Today, I make time to contemplate all the blessings in my life. I am thankful for all of the ways that health and love manifest for me. And I commit to paying close attention all the days of my life so that I can continue to live with a grateful heart.
Read & Reflect Questions
Answer in the comments section below, in your Bliss Book, on your blog or in any notebook.
1. What are some of the ways that love has been shown to me today?
2. Are there ways in which I can contribute love or good health to someone’s life today?
3. When could I most benefit by remembering to stop, breathe, and experience gratitude?
“You’ve got to get up every morning with a smile on your face and show the world all the love in your heart. Then people are going to treat you better. You’re going to find, yes you will, that you’re beautiful as you feel.” ~Carole King
After enjoying a wonderful holiday with my family and friends, I find myself reflecting on the many loves in my life–my wonderful husband, our beautiful children, my cherished friends and extended family members. My life is literally full of love, and I feel grateful for it every single day.
It wasn’t always this way, though. Back in my late teens and early twenties, I felt very alone in the world. Sure, I had friends. And I had family, though the nearest members were nearly three hours away by car. I even had boyfriends–but none worth writing home about.
I lived alone most of the time, and most of the time I didn’t mind it. I did the roommate thing twice, but found that I could feel utterly alone even in a room full of people–and that I didn’t really like living with people I didn’t love.
So how did I go from feeling utterly alone and miserable to being happy and living a life full of love?
I got clear on what I really wanted.
Whether you realize it or not, every single thought you have is helping to shape your reality. In my case, I was always thinking about how alone I felt. I often thought that no one understood me and that people in general weren’t all that great. I found fault in the people around me and found reasons to feel negatively toward some of them.
So, while I thought I wanted happiness and love in my life, I was asking the Universe to let me be alone and unhappy, simply by focusing on how alone and unhappy I felt. When I began to understand that, I sat down and made a list of my true intentions, and then I began to focus on those instead of the feelings of being alone and unhappy.
I stopped searching for love.
I know it may seem counter-intuitive, but when you spend your life thinking “I’m looking for love, I need to find love, why can’t I find love?,” that’s what the Universe will deliver–a never-ending search for love. In my case, after I wrote down what I wanted, I released the need to search and I started living my life. I decided to be happy and satisfied with who I was and the situation I was living in, right then.
I started saying “thank you” more often.
After seeing an episode of Oprah in which she said something to the effect of “want what you have and you’ll have what you want,” I took a look around my world with fresh eyes. Though I didn’t initially realize it, I had plenty to be grateful for–a home, good friends and loving family, my health, a job–the list went on and on. So I began to make a point of noticing those things, people and situation in my life that were good and feeling grateful for them. That set me on the path to receiving more good things that I wanted.
I opened my mind and my heart.
I was limited because I had limiting beliefs. Even though I didn’t verbalize it, I thought I wasn’t really worthy of being loved. I thought that the people I was attracted to couldn’t possibly be attracted to me. I believed that all single men were single for a reason and that all the good ones were either married or gay and therefore unavailable to me. As I unconsciously held on to those beliefs, I kept reinforcing that type of situation in my life.
Once I realized that I was feeling alone and unlovable because of my limiting beliefs and started to release them, the only logical thing I could do was to start loving myself. I made a point of treating myself like someone I loved, because if I couldn’t treat myself that way, why should anyone else?
And then I met him.
I started looking better and feeling better, and within weeks of making my list of intentions, I met the man I eventually married. It truly was all in my perception–when I perceived that my life was empty and devoid of love, it was that way. But when I began to notice all the love I already had and started to feel grateful for all the wonderful things, people and situations in my life, I found the love of my life.
So, how about you? If you want more love in your life, do you think a change in perception might be in order? And if you’re happy and loved in your life, will you share the secret to your success? Tell me in the comments!