My youngest daughter always says, "Mommy move your hair so I can kiss your spots." What has been a source of insecurity for me is something my daughter loves unconditionally.
Maybe for you it's your weight, or your hair, or the shape of your body that has caused you grief and insecurity. The things people say and the images we compare ourselves to combine to create self-consciousness and we dim ourselves, not wanting to draw attention to what we think are flaws.
In the past few years, I've fallen in love with the freedom and clarity of keeping my face as natural as possible. Blemishes and all. I grew tired of wanting to be different than what I am. I decided to love myself naked, in every sense of the word. And for me that means being unashamed. Letting myself be seen in what I feel is my most beautiful state. Aware that I'm so much more than this skin, this hair and this body. These...spots. But still thankful for the vessel I've been given and honored to take care of it and enjoy it.
So whatever your spots are, learn to love them. Own your version of beauty and the way your light glows.