Sad, but true. Women, who have such an innate ability to laser through deception about who really broke that cookie jar, or what time their kid came home from the dance, sometimes have trouble seeing themselves as they really are.
We criticize ourselves using hurtful words. We also criticize others, whether out of envy or jealousy or simply boredom, I’m not sure. We have to stop that. By diminishing others or ourselves, we give away our power.
Our bodies – whatever their shape, size, colour, dimension, weight – are all beautiful. Think of the muscles and ligaments and organs and fluids that keep us going.We need to learn to love ourselves and be grateful for all of the things that we can do, because there are so many who cannot and pray that they could.
I was thin when I was younger. Then I had kids. Got happy. Got unhappy. Got happy again. Through it all, I’ve never lost my appetite. In fact, I’ve become a much better cook. Thank the ‘Net for Pinterest, Epicurious, Saveur, Smitten Kitchen and Chow.com.
Sure, I am Rubenesque. Hourglass shaped. As I get older, I wear more fitted clothing and don’t hide behind baggy sweaters and ill-fitting garments that make me look shapeless. My shape if my shape, dammit. Strapless gowns look fantastic on me and I have no fear they’ll slip down around my ankles due to lack of boobage.
Yell it loud and yell it proud. I love my body. It serves me well. It’s all I have so I’ll take better care of it – walk more, drink more water, eat less sweet stuff.
Stay positive. Stick to the plan to get healthier through moderation. Make tai chi a regular practice to strengthen the body and centre the mind. Love a lot. Laugh more.