Throughout 2015 I dug my heels in, somewhat refusing to consider weight loss as a 'goal' because I wanted to discover a way to truly love myself as I was. I wanted to move to a place where I loved myself DESPITE the scale, not BECAUSE of the scale.
Turns out the best way to show myself love is to take care of my body, the vessel that carries my soul and spiritual self. It's also mentioned in this really great article called What Self Love Means.
Light bulb!
I need to feed my body the way I feed my kids (because I don't).
I need to nourish my body with vitamins and minerals my body needs (because I stopped).
I need to hydrate it with more naturally occurring beverages (because I rely on sugar and caffeine).
So, in loving myself as I am, I must do everything in my power to return to my healthiest self via healthy food choices, balanced indulgences and regular exercise.
Holy S#$&
(sorry mom)
Showing posts with label worthy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label worthy. Show all posts
Thursday, 31 December 2015
Thursday, 5 November 2015
The problem is...
It has been years since I truly loved myself.
Since I felt comfortable and happy and proud to just be me.
As a human being.
Not as a professional. For some strange reason, that part of my life is not affected by this. I feel confident, intelligent and motivated when I consider my career and the work surrounding it.
But not my being.
In fact, I dislike (strongly) the outer portion of my being, my body, more now than I ever have in my entire life.
Yet I feel like a traitor.
I should love my body.
It nurtured and grew three beautiful children.
It birthed two, and survived the emergency C-section of the third.
It's endured breastfeeding, multiple surgeries for ovarian cysts, a gall bladder removal and continues to endure more crooked neck-sleeping-with-kiddos hangovers than I'd like.
I struggle to accept compliments.
I get antsy when my husband tells me I am beautiful.
I rarely look at myself and think, I am worthy.
When I look into my own eyes, I cringe.
Who am I? Really?
Hmmmm.
I don't have the answers just yet, but I've realized that I am holding on to unworthiness. And so I've created this blog, My Journey to Worthy, to diarize my mindful attempt to move to a place of self love.
Thanks for reading.
I hope to inspire a few friends and family members to reflect, as I will be, on the very essence of their being. xo
PS: I am grateful to Shawna, from Be Free, for the chance to immerse myself in her HappyYou program, as it will provide the basis for the next six weeks of blog posts, and the first part of my journey. In addition, I'll be reflecting and sharing my learnings, stumbles and a-ha moments along the way.
Since I felt comfortable and happy and proud to just be me.
As a human being.
Not as a professional. For some strange reason, that part of my life is not affected by this. I feel confident, intelligent and motivated when I consider my career and the work surrounding it.
But not my being.
In fact, I dislike (strongly) the outer portion of my being, my body, more now than I ever have in my entire life.
Yet I feel like a traitor.
I should love my body.
It nurtured and grew three beautiful children.
It birthed two, and survived the emergency C-section of the third.
It's endured breastfeeding, multiple surgeries for ovarian cysts, a gall bladder removal and continues to endure more crooked neck-sleeping-with-kiddos hangovers than I'd like.
I struggle to accept compliments.
I get antsy when my husband tells me I am beautiful.
I rarely look at myself and think, I am worthy.
When I look into my own eyes, I cringe.
Who am I? Really?
Hmmmm.
I don't have the answers just yet, but I've realized that I am holding on to unworthiness. And so I've created this blog, My Journey to Worthy, to diarize my mindful attempt to move to a place of self love.
Thanks for reading.
I hope to inspire a few friends and family members to reflect, as I will be, on the very essence of their being. xo
PS: I am grateful to Shawna, from Be Free, for the chance to immerse myself in her HappyYou program, as it will provide the basis for the next six weeks of blog posts, and the first part of my journey. In addition, I'll be reflecting and sharing my learnings, stumbles and a-ha moments along the way.
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