I love this. I love that as long as we’re alive, we get to keep growing into our wings, and that we learn to find more pleasure in it.… More

When we’re still looking for attention and appreciation from a partner (to feed our ego), we won’t find a partner to truly love us. Instead, we’ll find somebody who’s willing to feed our ego, but it won’t last; because the ego is insatiable.

We move beyond that by learning to truly love ourselves. Then, we no longer need somebody to feed our ego, that polished armor we use to fend off the fear that we’re not good enough. We can share all of who we are, without fear of rejection, and be loved down to the core, the way we’ve always longed to be loved. … More

More than ten years ago (but my husband remembers), I turned the light out and started to climb into bed when I felt something moving around near my ear. Shrieking, I asked Sam (who was already snug in bed) to turn the light back on. My distress escalated, and I found myself screaming, begging him to please hurry.

When he got to me, I was cupping my ear. As I let go of it, I released a small flying insect. “Why didn’t you just shoo it away?” asked Sam. At that, I started to cry. And he could see I was upset. Then, we both got back in bed; as we snuggled, I continued to cry and fell asleep.

The next morning, I remembered what happened. And, with a sheepish grin, I said to him, “I wonder if I had some traumatic experience with an insect when I was a little girl.” Clearly (to both of us, I’m sure) I had overreacted.

It was later that day when I realized what actually transpired. For sure, I was startled by the insect and felt helpless in the dark. But when Sam responded with obvious nonchalance to my distress, I lost it and started crying.… More