I’m a firm believer in signs. Big or small. This morning while making my lunch, a small piece of spinach fell into a nearby bowl. At first glance I thought to myself that looks like a heart. As I peered closer I realized that it was. Crudely shaped. Still a heart nonetheless.
I took it as a sign to love myself more. And to do so without expectation. From myself or others. Just love myself. Added this heartfelt moment to the rest of my salad and headed into my day. Short sigh in. Small smile out. It must be love.