Recently I became aware that I spoke very poorly about my hair. Every time I received a compliment about its thickness, lovely color or length, I responded with a solid reason for that person NOT to love my hair, not to be jealous of any part of ME.
The night I became aware of this, I began saying “I love my hair” out loud while combing it with my fingers. As I did so, I noticed all the thoughts I had about not loving my hair come into my head. As they came up, I decided to remove any importance on the thought, and watched the emotional pull of each thought go away one by one.
I am also always obsessing about how much I need to change the look of my body, Today, after reading a blog post about loving your body because of what it can do, and not only focusing on what it can look like, I realized I also focus a lot on how I wanted to change my body, which has always kept my focus in the “I’m not enough where I am, I need to change” mentality, instead of just being in ease which is what I really want to feel all the time my body. So I took the opportunity to start saying, “I love you my body, I love you.” As the thoughts that came up were in alignment with dis-ease in my body instead of ease, I would remember I could let that though go. Because really, it takes as much energy to hate as it does to love, and since I do actually want to love my body, why not imagine the best possible outcome? That I love my body.
“I love you my body, I love you.”