Le sigh.....
I'm just like.... Ugh....
I put on no less than six different ensembles this evening and I left my house 45 minutes behind schedule as a result. In my head I knew exactly what I was wearing..... Until out the closet & on my body it came....
Ordinarily I'd berate myself for this, after all I lost 40lbs this year & quite a few inches. There's no reason I should be disliking my body so vehemently at this point. But. I am in total disgust. Today.
I'm owning this disdain & allowing myself to not be happy about the way I look. A vast improvement from days gone by when I would either lie to myself and pretend I feel beautiful everyday of the week or wallow so deep that I could only climb out using heaping spoonfuls of deep chocolate chunk cake.
Today I didn't do that. Today I changed clothes six times. Finally found something that halfway appealed to my fractured self image & left the house, because I have lost 40 lbs. And I can't dismiss the progress of that while focusing on my next 40 by January.
Taking me as I am has been an immense lesson and at the top of my 3rd decade I have to accept embrace & love me fully in order to fully manifest that into the universe in which I live....
Yes?
ttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a9ZTiymoC5A&feature=youtube_gdata_player
*while we all acknowledge this was a young lady's response to an early experience with PMS I'm definitely not cycling in or out right now....
From God'sLips to My Ears....
