It doesn't have to be Feb. 14 for me to write a post about love. This post is actually about Feb. 13. And is posting on Feb. 16.
On Feb. 13, I was in a funk. It was dreary and gloomy (particularly for LA), and I was in the dumps. Down and distracted.
However, because the next day was Valentine's Day, I pulled out my favorite book on the subject of love, which is True Love by the oft-referenced here Thich Nhat Hanh.
Skimming back through this treasure-filled book, one section stuck out to me. He writes:
"When the mother hears her baby crying, she puts down whatever she has in her hands, she goes into its room, and takes the baby in her arms...The mother does not know yet what is the matter...but the fact that she has it in her arms already gives her child some relief."
This is something I do often for my own children, but TNH uses this example as an analogy of something we must do for ourselves (out of love for ourselves and for those closest to us).
He speaks about treating one's negative feelings in this way. Instead of burying them or pushing them aside, we should pick up our jealousy, our anger, our resentment and hold it, recognize it. This allows us to release it.
It may sound odd -- that focusing on your negative emotion lets you get rid of it, but it works. It also forces us to recognize it. Upon reflection, I realized that I was not in a funk at all. I was jealous. The why and what doesn't really matter. What matters was the action, the awareness.
I took the analogy to heart. I held my jealousy. Then I was able to transform it and release it. I freed myself of it. I began to see the positive elements of the reality that was causing me to feel jealous. Once that happened, my jealousy became gratitude - whoa, what a transformation.
It was love that caused the transformation -- treating myself with love, just as I would my children. This not always easy, but it is always necessary.
So - give yourself some love (jealousy and all!!)