There's a paradox - how can I accept myself and still hope to change, to grow? At first blush it doesn't make sense. And I've tried to explain it a number of times... But I think it has to do with this. By accepting ourselves we open to ourselves. And by opening to ourselves we naturally gravitate toward something more organic, something closer to the bone, something closer to home.
That's only a part of it for sure, but may enough to get us going. At least showing a way, while at the same time being 'the way.' The way as expressed uniquely in each person. So much is available in opening to ourselves. Opening to openess.