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I Love Myself, I Love My Soul
                                                I   L o v e    M  y  s e l f ,   I   L o v e   M y   S o u l

                                                By Diana Hooker



        As I sat on the chair in the hallway outside the bathroom watching my mom get ready, I admired
        how  beautiful  she  was.  Her  long  dark  hair  framing  her  face  with  her  high  cheek  bones,  catlike
        green eyes and a contagious smile. She wore a trendy turquoise-blue jumpsuit with bell bottom
        legs  that  hung  to  her  curves  and  flowed  nicely  as  she  danced  to  the  music  playing  from  the
        bedroom stereo.


        I opened the closet door next me so I could look at myself in the mirror. My messy short blonde
        hair was out of control. I hated the ugly wart next to my eye and I did not like my smile. And even
        though I loved the dresses my grandmother made for me, they were not like the trendy jumpsuit
        my mom wore. I wish I was as beautiful as my mom.


        I must have said that out loud, because my mom moved away from the vanity in the bathroom to
        walk over to me, lifted my chin and look into my eyes. Her eyes gleamed with a warm smile as she
        said,
                                                        I love myself
                                                       I love my soul

                                              I took myself to a picture show
                                              I put my arm around my waist
                                                       I got so fresh
                                                     I slapped my face.

        We both laughed. I gave my mom a hug as I closed the closet door. Then I went outside thinking
        about the rhyme she had just shared. As a five-year old, I thought it was funny and really did not
        think beyond the funny words. I grabbed my jump rope and started skipping and chanting to the
        rhythm, “I love myself. I love my soul. I love myself. I love my soul.


        Now fifty years later, I’m still thinking about that poem and how perfect it relates to self-care and
        self-love. In the fast-paced world of today, we need to look in the mirror and be reminded to love
        ourselves, to love our souls and to treat ourselves to things that embody nurturing our physical,
        emotional and mental health.


        Through  my  life  journey,  I  have  discovered  the  most  important  step  of  self-love  has  been  to
        recognize  the  need  to  accept  and  value  me,  acknowledge  my  worth,  and  treat  myself  with
        compassion. Instead of looking at my reflection and finding all my flaws, I need to look deeper
        within  and  embrace  who  I  am  with  acceptance  and  love.  With  this  awareness,  I  was  able  to
        explore numerous empowering ways of self-care and self-love and the profound impact.
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