Welcome to LETTERS FROM LOVE

And yet, no matter what bravery we show to the world, most of us have recurring doubts about our worth. We worry that we’re not desirable enough, good enough, successful enough. We fear we’re not enough, period. Intellectually, we may appreciate that loving ourselves would give us a firm foundation, one from which we could extend love out into the

is it any more delusional than believing that only your suffering and your pain are authentic? Or that you are alone—that you have no relationship whatsoever with the universe that created you? Or that you have been singled out by destiny as specially cursed?

(Again: the arrogance of belonging.) She has to introduce them to the concept that they might actually be loved in return by the very entity that they themselves revere—by nature itself, by the very entity that created them.

“You have so little faith in yourself because you are unwilling to accept the fact that perfect love is in you, and so you seek without for what you cannot find within.”

Or the message as I have come to believe in it; that we are not inherently sinful, or unworthy in any way, and that we shouldn’t feel shame for how human we are, or how often we break, lose faith, and make wildly misguided mistakes.

Is it possible that there is a deeper, more embodied experience of love hidden within you that aligns with who you truly are, as opposed to who you were conditioned to believe you are?

the arrogance of belonging.)