I get it!

Valentines Day, 2019, I posted a blog about love with a sense of relevant duty and purpose to do so.

It felt good and responses were positive.

Here’s what I missed; my own personal experience of the day.  I loved the day, and the major importance of the day, and I wish I had sang from the rooftop for me and because at the time there was an us.

I have a need to satisfy others, to make their moments better, while not looking at my own. I consider others before celebrating, before sharing, before speaking up, before everything but me.

There is a thin line between making yourself happy AND others. The focus on just others, although satisfying, can result in lack for both partners.

If you are not familiar with your own heart, how can you honestly share?

Its like not accepting a compliment, and dissolving the experience for both of you.

I knew when I was hiding, feeling that I wasn’t wanted. As it turns out, it was me who didn’t want me.

If that’s all we feel we are worthy of, then actions will eventually follow. I lost the relationship because of that. What a waste.

Perhaps we are all born with a broken heart, and our journey is to find everything to grow your heart, for yourself? Perhaps there is a tender band that embraces the heart, allowing a constant flow of love. If you keep blocking it, how can it continue to flow?

For me, I need to release the blocks and forgive myself for not seeing this until now. To let go of my regrets and replace them with wise hope.

I hope, dare I say, I trust, next year, I will have a Valentine’s card to send. For this year, my missing heart is a healing one.

I learned to love and lose, and its time to focus solely on the love.

Have a beautiful day.