Now? I’m gob-smacked by what she did.
Today we enter a new energy. For the next five days, we’re spending our time with the energy of She Loves and Trusts Her Body.
This is the main energy that runs through me. I’m so excited to get into it and share it with you.
When this energy runs in you, your body isn’t a tool to manage. It’s the vehicle for everything else you’re here to do. You’re wired to love your body. To trust it. To test its limits just to see what’s possible.
I would be lying if I told you I’ve always loved my body. Quite the opposite. I’ll be sixty-six this week. For at least two-thirds of my life, I’ve felt at odds with my body. There were so many reasons. Among them, ignoring her and feeling disconnected because I was trying to bury and hide from my trauma. And then there was the disconnection from always comparing myself to all of the “perfect” people (at least that’s how I saw them), who had the perfect hair, smile, eyes, face, body, boobs, legs. You get the idea. It’s only been in recent years that I’ve learned to love and appreciate my body, just as she is. And more importantly, to trust her and the signals she gives me.
The fun part of this is that I truly believe life just keeps getting better and better. And at almost sixty-six, I remind myself that it’s totally use-it-or-lose-it time. As we age, the less we do, the less we can do. I see the truth of this in the people around me all the time. I saw it with my mother before she passed. Her world got smaller and smaller as she did less and less, and then it got to where she couldn’t do anything for herself.
I’ve grown into loving and appreciating my body. She’s strong. Flexible. Energetic. Resilient. And yes, older. But honestly, so much better than forty-five or fifty years ago. Yes, things have moved and shifted. She’s got lines and scars and spots to remind me of the roads we’ve journeyed on and through. Childbirth and nursing three babies made for a lot of changes. At the time, I didn’t marvel at what she did, because I was so busy in the trenches. But now? Now, I’m gob-smacked by what she did. By how she’s navigated our challenges. And by how she continues to support me.
There’s a perfect song for this energy, Alicia Keys’ “This Girl Is on Fire.” It’s got that same vibrancy this energy carries. Fully alive in your own body. Lit up from the inside, not from anything outside you. These days, I’m careful to nurture and support myself in ways that make me feel fully alive and lit up in my own body. And with that, I’m off to listen to Alicia sing that song. And to dance. And let myself get lit up in the fun of this energy, of this moment.
Find your happy. Love what you do. Make a difference. Come back to me safely. See ya!
