What would it be like if I left love notes to life all day long?
What would it be like if I left love notes to myself, everyday, in each moment?
Is there really any such thing as "normal?"
I am the only me I have. I am the only me there is. I am unique; there is no one else quite like me. How do I feel about owning this?
What if the language I use to talk to myself was a reflection of love?
What if I filled myself up with so much love that it spilled over and out of me and spread out into the lives of all those with whom I came into contact?
What if the power of love could change my life?
What if it could change yours?
“To love oneself is the beginning of a life-long romance.” ~ Oscar Wilde 1854-1900
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