Self portrait

“The ultimate lesson all of us have to learn is unconditional love, which includes not only others but ourselves as well.”   – Elisabeth Kubler-Ross

 

“At the heart of personality is the need to feel a sense of being lovable without having to qualify for that acceptance.”   –  Paul Tournier

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Self portrait

Sometimes

At the mirror

I can smile

Seeing something new

Something I can

Appreciate

The hair has lost

It’s frizz – not yet grey

But it is the

Kindness that

Sparkles from

Mes yeux

And it is

Spreading

Like branches

Reaching out

Allowing me

At last to

Embrace

Myself

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Bisous,

Léa

Author: Léa

A wanderer who has found home and herself in the South of France.

16 thoughts on “Self portrait”

    1. Thank you Safia. Your stopping by enabled me to find your blog. I did stop by but will look in again as there is much to see! Merci beaucoup!

  1. You’re right, Léa.
    The one, who is unable to love hinself/herself, is also unable to love others.
    Don’t look back in anger (on the better times), try to change the future.

    1. Thank you Solaner. Yes, those who grow-up without love, find it so hard and often the most difficult one to learn is love of self.

  2. Oh this is a gorgeous poem Lea. I love the idea of kindness spreading like branches around your eyes (laughter lines?)

    It took years for me to learn to love myself after the active alcoholism, and feel loveable from othes’ points of view too, but I arrived eventually. And I now admire my “branches” too. A wonderful analogy and poem.

    Love

    Christine

    Xxx

    1. Christine, you always make my day! Perhaps you are right about the laugh lines? I hadn’t thought about it that way.

      Like a number of these poems, some of it was personal and come was from observances or were offered from clients in therapy. It doesn’t really matter as so many of us were loaded down with cruel indictments and outright lies that we carried around for way to long.

      Love,

      Lea

      Xxx

      1. “A woman is like a tea bag – you can’t tell how strong she is until you put her into hot water.” – Eleanor Roosevelt

        A few people along the way, later years, would comment on my strength. I couldn’t see it. Now I am seeing what a “tough old bird” I am! 🙂

        XxXx

  3. Self Love is the starting point from which all recovery begins.

    Sometimes we have to act as if, but that in itself is an act of self love! 🙂

    David

    1. Absolutely David! And it doesn’t have to be a substance that one needs to recover from.

      It’s lovely to hear from you. 🙂

      Léa

  4. Well, its about time you embraced yourself my friend. Everyone else with an ounce of sense already has!! Especially me!! Cheers to you my talented friend~

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