We are Love

6/12/20232 min read

For the past few days, I’ve been feeling low in energy — numb, unmotivated, and a little chaotic. 🥴

I fell into old patterns of unhealthy self-soothing: addictions resurfaced. I reached for comfort in food, sugar, social media, and binge-watching shows. But instead of feeling better, I felt even more drained. Heavy emotions came up — familiar associations with past traumas that my system still links by default.

On top of that, another pattern appeared: shame.

I felt ashamed for being in that “depressive old state” again.

I judged myself harshly for allowing words like lazy, failure, weak, not good enough to creep back into my self-concept.

I was disappointed — I thought I had already dissolved those narratives years ago.

And yet, here they were.

So I put on some music.

I moved.

I cried.

I listened to my self-pity stories.

I felt angry, I felt sad.

And then — suddenly — there was a sacred micro-moment of clarity.

A shift.

I stopped and asked myself:

“Hold on. Do you really need to add shame to this equation?

How is that helping you right now?

What is really going on?

Is this about the story… or about your body and heart asking for something you’re not giving them?

Can you recognize what it is?

Can you pause the narrative for a second and give yourself a true moment of attention?

How can you help yourself feel better right now?”

A kinder voice rose within me and whispered:

“You deserve your compassion, not your judgment. Now and always.”

And just like that, I felt safe again in my own skin.

I remembered:

There isn’t that much more “healing” to chase,

no more self-convincing that I should love myself.

It’s deeper than that.

Because I don’t just love myself —

I AM LOVE.

That is my purest form. ❤️‍🔥

And every inch of my consciousness knows it,

even when my mind can’t quite grasp it.

It’s just a matter of coming back —

to experience what is already known and silently present,

to meet the source and myself there,

and stay, as much as I can.

Everything is deeply OK when I can rest in that truth.

Today, I’m celebrating that every crisis — small or big —

is simply another opportunity for awakening.

So I don’t have to take them so seriously anymore...

WE ARE LOVE.

And that truth doesn’t go anywhere,

nor does it depend on any narrative to justify itself.

Everything was — and is — just a game.

How could we truly breathe, play, or laugh

if not from that place anyway?