1. the act of taking or receiving something offered.
2. favorable reception; approval; favor.
3. the act of assenting or believing: acceptance of a theory.
4. the fact or state of being accepted or acceptable.
1. a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person.
2. a feeling of warm personal attachment or deep affection, as for a parent, child, or friend.
3. sexual passion or desire.
4. a person toward whom love is felt; beloved person; sweetheart.
5. used in direct address as a term of endearment, affection, or the like: Would you like to see a movie, love?
Thank you, Dictionary.com for a copious amount of definitions. Better too much than too little, eh?
Self love gets a ton of press. Every blog I read regularly touches on the topic in some form or fashion. I know I’ve written about it more times than I care to count. Self acceptance, on the other hand, seems to get left behind. In my experience, people associate “acceptance” with giving up or otherwise reaching a stopping point. I argue that this is not so. According to Maslow’s Hierarchy of Needs, acceptance actually ranks higher than love. He refers to it as “self actualization”. This comes in the form of creativity, problem solving, and lack of prejudice. Self esteem falls in a lower tier. You have to love before you can accept yourself. I’ll give you a second to ponder that.
When you love someone else, regardless of the relationship, you accept their flaws and shortcomings. You love them anyway. Now turn that inward. Once you love yourself, you can accept your own flaws and shortcomings. Accepting something isn’t giving up. It’s a sign of respect for yourself and others. So, so many blogs will give lengthy lists about showing self love. I’m a great lover of lists. I have them laying around everywhere. But what about self acceptance? What about yourself is static that you can learn to accept and respect? Here are a few of mine:
- I’m very, very fair skinned. I think about the sun and I burn. I accept that. I wear big hats and buckets of sunscreen during the summer.
- I’m 5’9″ (175cm) & pear shaped. Finding pants that fit is frustrating at best. I accept that. I wear skirts or dresses instead.
- I was depressed & lost for a long time. I accept that. I can’t go back and change it.
- I’m epileptic. I accept that. I respect the limitations that come along with it.
In short, live it, love it, respect it. It’s up to you what “it” is.
Motivational Tidbit Takeaway: R-E-S-P-E-C-T