‘I feel like no one sees me,’ I confess to the trees. They reply gently, ‘Stop hiding from yourself and you will be seen.’

I whisper to the wildflowers, ‘No one hears me,’ and they whisper back, ‘You need only listen to yourself to be heard.’

In sadness, I sing to the birds in the sky, ‘No one loves me.’ The birds sing back as they fly by, ‘Love yourself and you will be loved.’

In despair, I share with Mother Earth, ‘No one chooses me,’ and in her wisdom, she shares, ‘Stop waiting for another to choose you. Choose yourself and you will be chosen.’

Instead of waiting on others, these are choices I can make. To see myself in all my glory and imperfections. To listen to myself even when I don’t want to. To love myself on the easy days and the hard days. And, to choose myself instead of waiting to be chosen.

Hoping you, dear friend, remember to see yourself, to hear yourself, to love yourself, and to choose yourself each day.  ~♥~