It was a super moon. A full moon too, and it is Spring now. The wheel is turning. The seasons are changing.
I took the opportunity looming in front of me to have a ceremony, honoring this change. I included my stepdaughter and we let go of one thing and called in another thing. That was the content of our ritual.
I called in radical self acceptance. I am sharing this because it connects to a bigger theme running through my life right now.
What I want now, regarding body image and health, is not in the physical world. It will and is starting to reside within me, in my everyday consciousness. I want to be a mirror for others to see exactly what they need to see for them to get the picture of deeply rooted self love.
I think what is important about this is that it is the kind of self love that allows me to fully, clearly and honestly love others in a way that they feel what it is they might be missing, so that they can find it!! and give it to themselves!!
The kind of self love and acceptance I am talking about is not shallow. It is not narcissistic. Far from it. It invokes the kind of higher, deeper love that we imagine God or the Goddess or Creator or Great Spirit etc. has for us. So we invoke this all the time. We invoke it when we are trying on clothes. We invoke when someone we see sparks jealousy in us. We invoke it when we are eating or trying not to eat.
And it does not stop all challenging moments from happening. It simply whispers to us, in critical moments, you are loved, you are wanted, you are worthy you are beautiful you are unconditionally celebrated. It whispers to us: You are a being whose value transcends this physical plane. The mirror cannot even reflect the enormity of your worth, beauty and value. This is always true, no matter what you see now or how you feel about yourself.
The whispers can get louder and you can say them aloud to yourself, when you are comfortable doing so. Or you can just hear them in your mind. You can write them down like little love notes for yourself.
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