I am a potter. I love creating vessels. I make them in all shapes and sizes and colors. I particularly love discovering the 'faults' in each one. A dent here, an asymmetrical curve there. Often, I deliberately include features that someone else may call 'imperfections', but I see them as clues to the unique beauty of each piece.
But there's a 5'7" vessel that I sometimes struggle with.
I caught myself one day recently whining about an extra fold where none existed 2 years ago when I was on a more disciplined fitness regimen. Mid-whine, I realized I would NEVER say those things about someone else, so why was I even thinking them about my own body? I shifted into grateful mode and resolved instead to appreciate, respect and take better care of this beautifully unique and imperfect vessel that had been put in my care.
I keep an 'after walk' journal that I call "Walking My Thoughts" because for me, communing with Nature is often the elixir that clarifies. It filters and coalesces the thoughts that were previously fragmented and muddy. Yesterday, I shared a journal entry with two women I love dearly and they encouraged me to post it so, here it is.
Think of your body as an employee with a nightmare boss. It's doing everything the boss is telling it to do, and using all of the tools it's given, but the boss is always angry and dissatisfied with it. It TRIES to tell the boss what it needs to do its job better, but she won't listen. Yet at every opportunity she says mean and unkind (and some might even say: abusive) things.
Yep. That's a nightmare job.
How are you treating your #1 'employee'? Give it the tools, and the fuel, and the training it needs, and thank her profusely for putting up with your past impatience and unreasonable expectations. Promise to do better…and do better. Respect and care for that poor employee who's only ever had your best interests at heart.
We all respond to different types of motivation when it comes to lifestyle changes that we know are needed and beneficial to our bodies. I respond to positive encouragement. For me, (and for you) I want this health and wellness journey to be less 'battle of the bulge' and more 'victory for the vessel'.
I am a potter. I appreciate and love my vessel. Unique imperfections and all.