Beauty in the apertures of pain

Don Miguel Ruiz, The Four Agreements

Lisa Marie Basile, from “Light Magic for Dark Times,” published c. 2018

— Nikita Gill (via surqrised)

Love yourself. And if that means eating a huge bowl of pasta, buying yourself delicate lingerie, or writing weird, esoteric poetry– just do it. Do it for you. 

Your purpose in life is not to love yourself but to love being yourself.

If you goal is to love yourself, then your focus is directed inward toward yourself, and you end up constantly watching yourself from the outside, disconnected, trying to summon the “correct” feelings towards yourself or fashion yourself into something you can approve of.

If your goal is to love being yourself, then your focus is directed outward towards life, on living and making decisions based on what brings you pleasure and fulfillment.

Be the subject, not the object. It doesn’t matter what you think of yourself. You are experiencing life. Life is not experiencing you.

Thank you this is the first post about self love that hasn’t made me want to throw things

Rupi Kaur; Milk and Honey

Champagne, indulging in little luxuries, loads of perfume, flowers everywhere, treating everyday as a special occasion, long leisurely baths regularly, quality over quantity, reading beautiful poetry and literature, kisses, loving and being loved, treating yourself like a queen, going to museums and places of culture and beauty, red lipstick kisses, eating your favorite things without guilt, celebrating others beauty inside and out, and decadent and radical self love every single day

Destroy the idea that it’s humble to hate yourself. Destroy the idea that loving yourself is conceited.

Carlie Hoffman, from “High Bridge Park,” published in Gulf Stream

Jamaica Kincaid, from The Autobiography of My Mother

Eartha Kitt

Hélène Cixous

Andrei Tarkovsky, from a diary entry featured in Time Within Time; The Diaries (1970 - 1986)