Being in the helping profession my whole adult life, has gotten me a bit off track.  I’ve been programmed to anticipate the needs of others.  I can excavate their deepest hurts and prescribe a salve for the soul.  However, when it comes to my needs, my self-awareness can be a bit lacking.  I decided that in order to truly build my compass of what if feels like to be deeply loved, I must first deeply love myself.  This shall be my north star.  When it feels the same as self-love or even better than, I will know this man is worthy of me. My training wheels have been to spend a little extra money on me and buy those flowers at the market that I never wanted to spend on myself.  The joy that it brings as I spend time cutting the flowers to place on my nightstand has been priceless.  I’ve also been using candles more than lighting at night and doing a little extra self-care here and there.  This is only the beginning …