I hate the diet industry. It causes women to do particularly ridiculous things to be accepted, to be thought of as worthy or loved.
It has such a strong tie with being codependent on others for approval.
To lose weight in an empowered way requires one to shed baggage from the past, including but not limited to toxic relationships that demand our compliance. Situations that ask far more of us than they give in return. It requires us to see where we've been running at an energetic deficit and giving far in excess of what is sustainable.
It requires us to not just talk about self-care, but learn how to implement daily steps to truly make it a lived reality.
It requires the basic discovery that we matter. That our lives matter. That our health matters.
It requires that we give up notions of it being conceited or elitist to desire to look and feel our best.
It requires deep permission arising from within to be our best selves.
It requires heavy reliance on God to help us orchestrate all we need to believe and act in the direction of it being possible for us to get to where we want to be.
It requires surrendering layers and layers of pain we've carried in the form of numbing, addiction, and escapism.
It requires a genuine self-honesty that borderlines radical authentic transparency with the self about motives
It requires relinquishing perfectionism, and the need to be perfect.
It requires deep self-acceptance of exactly where you find yourself now and loving yourself to the best of your ability.
It requires education about the body and deep respect for its health requirements,
It requires being willing to give your body what it needs and being patient with its process.
It requires aligning with a new vision of yourself and being willing to powerfully act in the direction of that self you are revealing.
Leaps of faith, lots of them.
Stretches of trust that the healing is happening.
I know it's hard to have faith, but it's your belief that is the true jet fuel of transformation.
Being willing to be supremely uncomfortable as you shed old identities
Being willing to go through the pains of yesteryear to glean a new sight of your deepest soul.