Posted: September 10, 2014Categories: Health Journeys Contributors
As Summer draws to a close, I hear people speak of clothing they need to buy for Autumn and Winter and how discouraged they are because they have been "out of control" with regard to what they've been eating and lack of exercise. For the first time in my life, I feel different about the need for new clothes, and I wanted to share my experience with those who feel discouraged. I have been obese all my life. I began putting on weight for protection, and using food to medicate when I was being abused severely as a child. I am going to be 66 in November, so that's a long time to have been more than 100 pounds overweight.
In my 40's I began therapy and started excavating the pain I'd carried within for so long. I also tried lots of "diets," none if which worked for any length of time.
This past year, something shifted inside me and a new urge came over me...the urge to unveil...to be free...to be fully me. My soul was ready! One year ago this week, I took charge of this part of my life, not to diet, but to take better care of this physical vessel which houses my soul. I share the following which I hope will inspire others to heal and nurture your psyches and your souls. When we do this, it feels natural to also want to heal the body...the physical temple which we present to the world.
May you love yourselves abundantly, mind, body and spirit.
Love and blessings to all.
Journal Day #365
August 26, 2014
This week marks one year since I gave up Coca Cola, and in a few days it will be one year since I embarked on this journey of self-care and change. I have travelled some interesting paths since that fateful day when a decision was made within me to face, heal my body, and unbury myself from weight which I’ve carried for most of my life. I also needed to face the fact that I’ve used food as a drug for as long as I can remember.
It has been a journey of countless shifts within me. At times I felt strong, positive, motivated and vibrant. At other times, I’ve felt frightened, anxious, angry and in despair, much as I’ve felt in the past when I attempted to make these changes. Sometimes I feel strong, and other times I feel fragile inside. My determination this time is different, though. For some deep reason, even when I detour from my newer habits, I am able to get my focus back, and for this I’m grateful. This time I also know the feelings of love, compassion, deep joy and glimmers of true freedom.
Autumn is nearly over, and the holidays are approaching once more. Holidays evoke different feelings for everyone. I was born on Thanksgiving Day, November 25th, and it’s always been a special day for me. When I was young, I found myself disappointed in how all holiday celebrations flowed. We did not have a warm and fuzzy family. I found my pleasure in a day off from school, in the scents of holiday food cooking, in understanding that a kind word, a hug from my grandpa, time playing outside in the chilly air, was all I needed in order to feel grateful. I discovered that these were more precious than anything that came in a gift box. I learned to be grateful for the earth, the sky, the waters and the wind. I found my gratitude in the feelings of freedom and joy that I felt when outdoors…when the formality of the family holiday dinners and the intensity of the family dynamics ended, and my siblings and I could go outdoors.
Posted: March 11, 2013Categories: Health Journeys Contributors
It is a joy to connect in this new way, here at Health Journeys’ Blog, where we are offered an opportunity to know staff and interact with people who are drawn to our guided imagery offerings. This is especially important as we walk through incredibly powerful changing times.
My passion is for assisting people on the journey of their souls, through life passages, experiences and the many profound things that happen within a human lifetime. Through the journey of my own soul, and deeply understanding the power of having another person witness and understand my story, and help me make sense of my life, when things seemed senseless, I found my purpose and my passion. I discovered and owned my dark side, and became aware too, of beautiful things about myself. I learned to forgive myself and others and to stop judging. Healing was deep and profound, and in the process, I discovered the poet within me, and learned about “exquisite sensitivity” in myself and others as they shared their life journeys with me. Each one that comes is my teacher. Each one that shares their heart and spirit is a gift. It is a privilege to be working in my passion.