14/02/2026
Valentine’s Day.
A day of roses, restaurants, pressure, performance…
and often, quiet disappointment.
Let me ask you something;
Why do we wait for a themed day to express love?
Why do we wait to feel seen?
To feel chosen?
To feel valued?
I see it so often in my work.
Women. Men. Beautiful souls.
Outsourcing love.
Waiting for someone else to make them feel enough.
Validated. Heard. Important.
We tell ourselves,
“I love myself.”
“I accept myself.”
But when it’s tested…
when someone doesn’t text back,
doesn’t buy the flowers,
doesn’t notice the effort…
something inside hurts.
And that hurt isn’t about roses.
It’s about not yet believing:
I am already loved.
By me.
There is nothing wrong with gifts.
Nothing wrong with flowers.
Nothing wrong with a meal out.
But when love becomes performance…
when affection is scheduled…
when prices rise and pressure builds…
we have to ask —
Is this connection?
Or conditioning?
Real love is random.
It’s a cup of tea made without asking.
A hand held in silence.
A “I saw this and thought of you” on a Tuesday afternoon in March.
Not because the calendar said so.
But because the heart did.
And what about you?
How many handbags?
How many shoes?
How many “treats” have been bought to fill a quiet gap inside?
Be honest.
When you spend, what are you soothing?
When someone gives you something, what does it represent?
Security? Validation? Proof? Performance?
There is no judgement here.
Just awareness.
Because when you truly love yourself,
you don’t need to be convinced of your worth.
You don’t need a public day to feel chosen.
You can sit quietly, hand on heart, and say:
“You are loved. Because I love you.”
And mean it.
Love softens the body.
It calms the nervous system.
It opens the heart space.
It changes how we walk in the world.
And that kind of love?
It isn’t bought.
It isn’t scheduled.
It isn’t performed.
It is lived.
Every day.
So today — whether you celebrate Valentine’s Day or not —
Don’t wait to be chosen.
Choose yourself.
With love,
Jane
Sacred Hands 🤍