I appreciate this question because it shifts the focus from self-improvement to self-acceptance. Reading Deann’s reflection especially resonated with me—it’s easy to judge our bodies based on appearance and overlook everything they do for us every day. Learning to value function, resilience, and health can be a powerful form of self-love. I’ve noticed a similar perspective in healthcare resources, including articles on https://phoenixarizonadentistry.com/, where the emphasis is often on long-term wellness rather than perfection. Small mindset shifts like that can make a meaningful difference in how we relate to ourselves.
The part of me who still carries some things that I really don’t want to carry anymore. They are things that I have been working on, and, slowly but surely, I am learning to let go so that I can continue healing. I have found that I get upset with myself when I feel a sadness about my birth father not being in my life, especially since he snuck in via letters after his mother died and I sent him a card with my condolences. There was a brief letter-writing relationship, and then it just stopped. I don’t talk about it, but I sure do think about it. There are songs from my youth that make me think of him, and because I still listen to the same 90s music, they pop in my playlist occasionally. One makes me cry, the other makes me angry – typical of grunge rock! I want to love the part of me that feels both of those emotions for him. I mean, I’m 53. I’ve never known him, minus a brief memory of being a toddler riding in the car with him. Clearly, I have some inner child work to do. I could love that part of me more than I do. I certainly deserve it.
Legs, arms, feet, hands, eyes, ears, etc. etc. I love them all and all are a fragment of the whole. Just as all of humankind and all other beings in this place I call home (earth) are a fragment of the whole. I love them all and all are essential to my essence.
Peace, Love & Light.
My body- I lift, I walk, I run I eat a combination of healthy and unhealthy. I need to focus on the gifts my body gives me instead of the heaviness and jiggles. I’ve always struggled with my weight even when making healthy choices. I need to focus more on my body’s ability and function and not what it looks like in a bathing suit.
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I appreciate this question because it shifts the focus from self-improvement to self-acceptance. Reading Deann’s reflection especially resonated with me—it’s easy to judge our bodies based on appearance and overlook everything they do for us every day. Learning to value function, resilience, and health can be a powerful form of self-love. I’ve noticed a similar perspective in healthcare resources, including articles on https://phoenixarizonadentistry.com/, where the emphasis is often on long-term wellness rather than perfection. Small mindset shifts like that can make a meaningful difference in how we relate to ourselves.
The part of me who still carries some things that I really don’t want to carry anymore. They are things that I have been working on, and, slowly but surely, I am learning to let go so that I can continue healing. I have found that I get upset with myself when I feel a sadness about my birth father not being in my life, especially since he snuck in via letters after his mother died and I sent him a card with my condolences. There was a brief letter-writing relationship, and then it just stopped. I don’t talk about it, but I sure do think about it. There are songs from my youth that make me think of him, and because I still listen to the same 90s music, they pop in my playlist occasionally. One makes me cry, the other makes me angry – typical of grunge rock! I want to love the part of me that feels both of those emotions for him. I mean, I’m 53. I’ve never known him, minus a brief memory of being a toddler riding in the car with him. Clearly, I have some inner child work to do. I could love that part of me more than I do. I certainly deserve it.
I love all of me.
Legs, arms, feet, hands, eyes, ears, etc. etc. I love them all and all are a fragment of the whole. Just as all of humankind and all other beings in this place I call home (earth) are a fragment of the whole. I love them all and all are essential to my essence.
Peace, Love & Light.
All…..
My body- I lift, I walk, I run I eat a combination of healthy and unhealthy. I need to focus on the gifts my body gives me instead of the heaviness and jiggles. I’ve always struggled with my weight even when making healthy choices. I need to focus more on my body’s ability and function and not what it looks like in a bathing suit.