THE GOD OF COMPASSION INVITES ME to realize that to be loved, I don’t have to be Miss Congeniality always or be the impeccable Super Gentleman ever. Nothing beats being my true self. Why do I compel myself to be nice and caring always? Or is it my way of avoiding rejection? I will allow others to be nice to me for a start. People do not expect me to accommodate to them every time; why should I? Or is it my unconscious way of writing my check for a payback tomorrow.
Today, I will balance showing goodwill to others with a genuine appreciation of myself. I WILL NURTURE MYSELF AND OTHERS.