Let’s show some gratitude for our eyes today. First of all, that you even have eyes to read this. That you have eyes to spend countless hours scrolling through social media. That you have eyes to pick out the best filter on IG.
But more importantly that you have eyes to see your loved ones. Let’s show some gratitude to be able to see your loved ones smile, to see their facial expressions when they’re proud of you, when they love you.
Let’s show some gratitude for your eyes because they give you the ability to drive or ride your bike or your skateboard. They give you an independence to go somewhere on your own. Your eyes let you cook food for yourself with ease. Your eyes allow you to swipe left on Tinder for that guy that is trying waaaay too hard. Your eyes can alert you of danger before it comes close to you.
Most of us have this ability to see, a simple sense we take for granted, but that gives us so many gifts. And how many times have you been grateful for your eyes? They only rest when you close them.
Let’s show some gratitude for our eyes. What makes you grateful for your eyes?
Why we reject our bodies and the wisdom I learned battling my own distorted body image
For whatever reason, we tend to reject our bodies. Maybe the media got into our heads when we were starting to be conscious of our bodies. Maybe this rejection was modeled by our parents or role models. Whatever the origin, because of this many of us have engaged in unhealthy and possibly dangerous methods to reach our “ideal” body. Even when we do reach our goals this way, it’s never as satisfying or as long lasting as we had imagined it to be. This is because a healthy body is the product of a healthy, loving mindset, real nutritious food and drink, and some physical activity. And that isn’t some “live, laugh love” bedroom wall quote or #quotephase under a yoga pants wearing, pumpkin spice latte picture. I know this from living in my own personal hell and battling my mind with this every day. I had my own personal war with disordered eating, crash diets and “cleanses,” diet pills, obsessive calorie control and working out, and an extremely unkind and critical self-view. Anything that declared it could make me lose weight “fast and easy,” I was putting in my body or trying it. This obsession began at the age of 9 years old when I started counting my calories and telling myself I was too fat.
First thing’s first…a 9 year old doesn’t know to count calories. It’s a learned behavior. We don’t know anything is “wrong” with us or our bodies until someone tells us so. Continue reading “Accept everybody…except your body”