There was a time when the thought of loving myself seemed like a myth, but now that I know that I love myself, it feels perfectly natural. From this centered place of self-love, I can clearly see the self-hatred, which didn’t come from me. We’re not born hating ourselves; it’s something we’re taught. Maybe love and hate are strong words, but appreciation and devaluing work just the same. So does self-empowerment versus disempowerment.
I see no reason not to appreciate everything. Even when there are things I don’t like, I still appreciate knowing that about myself. I can do everything from a place of appreciation. I want to appreciate the things that I like. Appreciating is respecting it. I think the opposite of appreciation is fear. Why fear the things we love?
There are levels and degrees of appreciation, and the more we do it, the more life reveals itself to us. Even as I write this, I became frustrated with my cat, but I can appreciate that, too.