Well not only surprised, it shocked me because I didn't think it applied to me.
My divine guides, higher self, greater self, call it what you will, asked me to do something.
Now I don't know about you but that's not a word I apply to myself very often.
So after coughing in shock at the word I sat and looked at it from all angles.
Being me of course, I wanted to leap for the dictionary but I held back until I'd given myself, and my guides a chance to bring through the meaning that was right for me.
What has come up for me a lot recently is 'self care'. A persistent cough had sent me to the doctor, also a rare event. Plus I'd experienced a few tingles and nudges about 'allowing' myself more moments of enjoyment.
Now self care goes far beyond the indulgence of a hot chocolate but for many of us, including me, it gets tangled up in the thicket of selfishness and being the first step on the primrose path to complete decadence. I have to say the primrose path always struck me as sounding rather fun, almost as good as having rose petals strewn in front of me to walk on.
So what did my guides mean in sending me the word?
We talk about being a part of the whole and made in the image of the divine. But that seems fine until we begin to contrast it with our daily image that greets us in the mirror as we clean our teeth.
If I take the word literally, it means to accept everything about me, good, bad and indifferent and bow down in front of it. Which immediately brings up Sundays spent in church being told not to worship false images.
What if though the false image I've been worshipping all these years is the image of myself, not as the divine essence I am, but the human, fractured, outer casing?
So what can I expect once the image I revere is the divine shining through me?
How do you revere yourself?