Radical Self-Love


radical (adj.) self-love 

by kaya coleman

late 14c., "originating in the root or ground;" of body parts or fluids, "vital to life," from Latin radicalis "of or having roots," from Latin radix (genitive radicis) "root" (from PIE root *wrād- "branch, root").


i created a space for myself and my community to heal, ground, and unlearn almost exactly a year ago. learning to unlock and release, i changed my focus from external to within and have spent the past year falling in love with myself. the proof is in the progress.


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i'd be lying if i said to love yourself, and to do so radically, is easy. you have to unlearn every false limitation that you know, every moment that's caused you to question your worthiness, every abuse of "love", everything causing you to exist as your lower self. this could never be easy. 


but in doing so, you'll see that you struggled with love because that isn't what you were experiencing. we think of love as a natural form of affection, often associated with physical pleasure and experience. failing to see that 1) although love is natural, you have to work to maintain it. love without action is meaningless and nonexistent. and 2) love is so much deeper than affection. i choose to see love as balance. acceptance, support, accountability, structure. trust and transparency. this definition doesn't align with the love the world tells you to believe in.  "take care of yourself, do yoga and a face mask!" i promise that will not teach you love. you'll just be depressed with more flexibility and nice skin. 


to love yourself radically, you have to spend time with yourself. Know yourself, know your God. existing in my divine energy allowed me to see that I am always worthy of the greatest good. When you know who you are, what you allow will shift. I looked into my relationships and couldn't find reciprocity. I couldn't find care, support or acceptance from people who claimed to love me. I put the power of my love into everyone else's hands, so when they couldn't love me, I stopped allowing myself to love me too. 


if only i had realized their lack of love was not a reflection of my unworthiness, but rather of their inability to love themselves. thank you, God, for the clarity.


radical self love is pouring into your own cup. filling yourself with the care, acceptance, support and balance you seek externally. accepting nothing less than what you're worthy of. knowing who you are and standing in that confidently. never lowering yourself to match the frequencies around you. radical self-love is being who you say you are.



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