There’s a popular idea in spiritual spaces that love means loving everything.
That if you feel disgust, aversion, or rejection toward something — it’s a sign that you haven’t “healed it” yet. That you’re supposed to alchemize that feeling and merge with what repels you. That you’re not spiritually evolved until you can embrace everything with open arms.
But what if that’s not maturity…
What if that’s self-abandonment, disguised as love?
Disgust isn’t a failure to love.
It’s the body saying: This is not for me.
It’s an internal boundary line — not made of ego or fear, but of discernment.
And before you can ever reach true love, you have to pass through truth.
Not spiritual performance. Not premature merging. Truth.
When we skip over our disgust, we often:
– Merge with what’s misaligned
– Confuse bypassing for healing
– Betray our inner knowing in the name of “unconditional love”
We trade self-trust for spiritual approval — and end up energetically polluted.
It took me a while to realize: I don’t have to alchemize everything.
Some things are meant to be seen and not absorbed.
Some things are meant to be witnessed and walked away from.
Disgust, when honored, is a compass.
Not a curse.
It doesn’t mean you’re judgmental.
It means you can tell when something’s off.
The deeper I trust my disgust,
the clearer my discernment becomes.
And the more love I have left — for what’s actually meant for me.
You don’t have to force yourself to love what repels you.
You just have to stop lying to yourself about what you feel.