Reclamation Of Love

I’ve always loved Valentine’s Day, It’s my pre birthday to!

Not because of the roses or the perfectly curated declarations, but because it reminds me of something we so easily forget, love is meant to be lived, not performed.

And the truth is, every day can be love day.

Not in a saccharine, bypassing way. Not in a “everything is perfect” way. But in a grounded, embodied, grace-filled way.

Because love isn’t just something we give to another person. It’s something we cultivate within ourselves. It’s the tone we speak in. The boundaries we honour. The way we hold ourselves when things feel tender. The way we choose to respond instead of react.

When I talk about reconnecting with the love inside of you, I don’t mean becoming softer in a way that erases you. I mean becoming sovereign in a way that includes you.

There’s a difference.

So many of us were shown distorted versions of love. Love that meant over-giving. Love that meant proving. Love that meant tolerating what didn’t feel right in order to keep the peace. And over time, we internalised that as normal.

But real love, the kind that feels clean in your nervous system and doesn’t require self-abandonment.

It requires presence.

Reconnecting with the love inside of you starts with something very simple and very radical: coming home to yourself.

It’s asking, gently, “What do I need today?”
It’s noticing when your body is tired and choosing rest over performance.
It’s speaking kindly to yourself when the inner critic starts shouting.
It’s making the small, seemingly insignificant choices that say, I matter.

Love lives in the small things.

In the cup of tea you make slowly instead of rushing.
In the walk you take without your phone.
In the boundary you hold without over-explaining.
In the joy you allow yourself to feel without guilt.

Every day can be love day when your compass is pointed toward alignment.

And here’s where grace comes in.

Grace means we don’t shame ourselves for where we’ve been. We don’t judge the versions of us who didn’t know better. We don’t demand perfection from ourselves as we grow.

We allow the learning.

We allow the unfolding.

We understand that loving ourselves is a practice, not a destination.

There will be days when you forget. Days when you slip back into old patterns. Days when you choose from fear instead of love. That doesn’t mean you’ve failed. It means you’re human.

Grounded love isn’t loud. It isn’t dramatic. It doesn’t need an audience.

It’s steady.

It’s the decision to pause before sending the message.
It’s the willingness to sit with discomfort instead of chasing distraction.
It’s choosing what aligns rather than what impresses.

In a world that often feels polarised and performative, choosing to live from love, quietly, consistently is revolutionary.

And it begins within.

If you want every day to feel like Valentine’s Day, don’t wait for someone else to prove your worth. Don’t wait for the grand gesture. Don’t wait for the perfect circumstances.

Start with how you treat yourself this morning.

Start with how you speak about yourself this afternoon.

Start with how you choose to show up tonight.

Let love be the axis you live from. Let it guide your decisions, your boundaries, your rhythms. Let it be the energy you lead with, not because it’s trendy or aesthetic, but because it feels true.

And do it with grace.

Grace for your past.
Grace for your healing.
Grace for your humanity.

Because when you reconnect with the love inside of you, you don’t need a single day on the calendar to validate it.

You become the source.

And from that place, every day is love day.

All my love

Hannah X