On that whole self-love thing

I remembered another of yoga guru Ti Harmony´s suggestions. He used to encourage us to say to ourselves: ¨I love you I love you I love you,¨ all throughout our poses. Especially the tough ones, which often made us snicker. Usually I thought to myself, ¨You sound too much like a yoga guru right now, Ti Tree Harmony.¨

But I tried it the other day. After yoga, as I tried to meditate, I said to myself, Self, I love you I love you I love you.

¨Ha! Listen to you,¨ my mind said, on cue. ¨Sucker for that New Age touchy-feely bull-crap.¨ (bull-crap? Honestly?)

So I answered, just to prove a point, I love you too, cynical critical ego-voice.

That made me get into it. Actually yeah, I do. You keep me real. You keep me discerning, C.C.E.V.

¨You´ve got too much time on your hands. But...thanks.¨

I was on a roll now, so I just kept going. I thought about my occasional discontent and anxiety. I love you too, discontent/anxiety. I know better now where you come from. You just want to be safe, to be liked. You worry and criticize because you are the force in me that´s constantly trying to improve.

I have to say, I recommend it. C.C.E.V. didn´t say so, but I felt it blushing. Wrapping itself up in the compliments like a warm blanket. I suddenly felt mysteriously, wholly at ease. So this must be what all that self-love mumbo jumbo is about.

(Mumbo jumbo? Seriously?)