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The Angels invite you

Daily Affirmation

“I am the source of the love I seek. I honor my soul by giving it the tenderness it craves from others.”

 

Have you ever looked at someone and felt like you weren’t just seeing them, you were seeing yourself? As if something in their presence unlocked a part of you you hadn’t quite touched yet. A memory, a wound, a longing, or even a truth that had been quietly waiting inside you.

That’s the kind of magic that happens when someone becomes a mirror, not just for your beauty, but for your becoming.

Sometimes we’re drawn to people not because of who they are, but because of what they reflect back to us. A feeling we’ve buried. A version of ourselves we’ve forgotten. A love we’re still trying to find. We crave their affection, their attention, their energy, because something in us is whispering, “I want to feel this way all the time.”

But here’s the thing: that love we’re reaching for outside of us often mirrors the love we deeply want to give ourselves. It’s not always about the other person: it’s about what they awaken. And the more we chase it from the outside, the further we drift from the truth that it’s already within us, waiting to be remembered.

The angels invite us to rise above the noise and see ourselves clearly, not with judgment, but with compassion. It asks us to observe our patterns, notice who we’re drawn to, and ask: Is this a reflection of love… or a call to love myself more deeply?

Before we call in the soulmate. Before we write the love poem. Before we pray for someone to meet us where we are: we must meet ourselves. We must hold our own heart in the exact way we wish another would. Because when we do that, something shifts. We no longer chase love, we become it.

And from that place, the right people find us. Not to complete us, but to walk beside us as we remember we were whole all along.


Xxo

Served with love, Kathleen 🫶

 
 
 

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