In my late 20s my self esteem was at an all time low.
Miserable and depressed, I treated myself horribly
the body hate and self loathing festering to where
I couldn’t stand anything about myself. I was so low
I often cried myself to sleep begging whatever being for
a way out. After a particularly harsh day, I had a dream.
I dreamt of Aphrodite and she changed everything.
She was breathtakingly beautiful and it wasn’t just her looks.
She had this glow that radiated from the inside out, like a lighthouse beacon. She spoke to me so lovingly and kind
so different from how I thought she'd be.
“I am Aphrodite Goddess of Love.
Would you like to stand as I do; naked,
head held high and reveling in your body,
honoring your strengths and weaknesses?
I am unafraid of my sexuality, my beauty, and
my vulnerabilities because I accept it all as part
of my glorious being. My heart remains open wide
because I know real love in all its forms. You dear
one, doubt the power of love that brought you into
being.”
If you would learn my ways, you must do as I say.
Start with loving yourself. Praise yourself as you
would a child and when you are ready, stand proud
in your own nakedness and fully embrace me.
Call upon me and I will amplify your inner power
tenfold. Rebuild my temple and let’s begin.
Come to me...I am waiting dear one.”
After that I started searching for Goddess specifically
Aphrodite in any book I could find learning her stories
and ways. I discovered at least once a year, most often
in Spring, Aphrodite would return to her island in Cypress
and renew her virgin, whole within herself state, bathing in
the warm salty tidal waters that rose and fell with the phases of the moon as she was attended by the three Graces.
As I learned more of Goddess, I started taking better care of
myself. I imagined myself as one of her Priestesses and
eventually that's exactly what I became.
And I rebuild Aphrodite's temple within me each time I
honor myself through self care. When I treat myself as
something holy, I find my way back to wholeness
again and again.
I share this story as a reminder that even in your darkest
doubt filled days you are holy and your spirit is of Goddess.
Miserable and depressed, I treated myself horribly
the body hate and self loathing festering to where
I couldn’t stand anything about myself. I was so low
I often cried myself to sleep begging whatever being for
a way out. After a particularly harsh day, I had a dream.
I dreamt of Aphrodite and she changed everything.
She was breathtakingly beautiful and it wasn’t just her looks.
She had this glow that radiated from the inside out, like a lighthouse beacon. She spoke to me so lovingly and kind
so different from how I thought she'd be.
“I am Aphrodite Goddess of Love.
Would you like to stand as I do; naked,
head held high and reveling in your body,
honoring your strengths and weaknesses?
I am unafraid of my sexuality, my beauty, and
my vulnerabilities because I accept it all as part
of my glorious being. My heart remains open wide
because I know real love in all its forms. You dear
one, doubt the power of love that brought you into
being.”
If you would learn my ways, you must do as I say.
Start with loving yourself. Praise yourself as you
would a child and when you are ready, stand proud
in your own nakedness and fully embrace me.
Call upon me and I will amplify your inner power
tenfold. Rebuild my temple and let’s begin.
Come to me...I am waiting dear one.”
After that I started searching for Goddess specifically
Aphrodite in any book I could find learning her stories
and ways. I discovered at least once a year, most often
in Spring, Aphrodite would return to her island in Cypress
and renew her virgin, whole within herself state, bathing in
the warm salty tidal waters that rose and fell with the phases of the moon as she was attended by the three Graces.
As I learned more of Goddess, I started taking better care of
myself. I imagined myself as one of her Priestesses and
eventually that's exactly what I became.
And I rebuild Aphrodite's temple within me each time I
honor myself through self care. When I treat myself as
something holy, I find my way back to wholeness
again and again.
I share this story as a reminder that even in your darkest
doubt filled days you are holy and your spirit is of Goddess.
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