Since I’m just back from Charleston, South Carolina, I’m sharing one of my favorite blogs from the past. How do you think that the experience of eating a piece of cake will make you feel? Yes, I know it will feel good, but be specific. Satisfied? Content? Comforted? Connected with others who are eating it? Loved? Overeating is often an attempt to find the love you crave and fill the void you are feeling in your heart and soul with food. It is looking in the wrong place to feel satisfied, content, comforted, connected, and loved. What if you could easily get the feelings you really want from eating that piece of cake without ever having to lift a bite to your mouth? What if the feelings were more delicious than any piece of cake could possibly be? And what if those feelings inspired action that made your wellness goals faster, easier, and more fun to achieve? Hard to believe I know. But would you be willing to give it a try? Would you be willing to spend just a few minutes a day to get it? Would you be willing to look for and notice the changes you are experiencing so you can keep building on your success? Would you be willing to let it be that simple? If so, keep reading! Now imagine yourself having achieved your wellness goal. How does that feel? (Remember, be specific and feel it right now!) It might be something like: “Being 30 pounds lighter makes me feel confident. It makes me feel attractive. It makes me feel strong and beautiful. It feels invigorating and it makes me want to give my workout my all. It feels satisfying to slip on my jeans and have them be comfortable, and to know that I look good. It feels […]
You Are So Beautiful!
The other day, I watched a young boy walking alongside his mother. He looked up at her with complete adoration. It was clear that he thought she was beautiful. I was glad to see her through his eyes. It would have been easy to not fully see her. She was not dressed well. Her body was heavy. And my attention was on the boy. I always look with appreciation at children, so it was the beauty that I saw reflected in his eyes that caused me to look up at his mother and pay attention. And yes. She was beautiful. She wore no makeup, but love radiated out of her face. There was a lovely curve to her cheek as she smiled down at her son. Her eyes were a beautiful shade of brown. She held her son’s hand and playfully swung it back and forth. The words she was speaking had her son’s full attention and he looked enraptured. Yes. She was beautiful. Regardless of how many others might have agreed. Regardless of whether or not she meets society’s “standard” of beauty. Her son looked at her and saw beauty. And with his prompting, I saw it, too. And one thing I know for sure . . . God (the Universe, Source, All-That-Is—whatever works for you) sees her as perfectly and exquisitely beautiful. Young children teach us that the corruption of the definition of beauty is learned. It often starts with the very women that we think are most beautiful. We watched our mothers criticize their faces and bodies, complain about their weight, and compare themselves to others. Then we began to feel judged and criticized. The judgment of young girl’s faces and bodies begins early. For instance, we greet little girls with, “You are so cute!” […]
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