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Mirror Work

Self-Care and Self-Love Idea:

Mirror Work. It’s super weird, but REALLY powerful work.

Grab a sticky note, write one of these phrases on it:

“I accept you unconditionally right now.”
“You’re a gift.”
“I love you.”

Stick it on your bathroom mirror.

Look yourself in the eye anytime you go to the bathroom, IN THE EYE, and say what’s on the sticky note. It might feel really strange at first and you might want to avoid this work – that’s really telling no?

Do it for 30 days.

No joke…this work here will change some stuff inside. Promise.

Trust.

You’re worth it. xo.


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Body Love

I had a colleague ask this week for some suggestions about the weight around her middle. You have to understand, when I look at her she is strong – beautiful – amazing. So that she was asking me reminded me…

We all question our bodies.

And it’s NO WONDER. We’re being fed these crazy images of emaciated women being the norm. It makes every normal-sized woman question themselves.

Maybe it’s because I’m getting older, but my actual giving a crap about what people expect me to look like is taking a nosedive. Most of the time I’m pretty much digging the skin I’m in.

Is that what it takes? Age? Did it just take me turning 47 to stop giving an actual F&*K? Worrying and fretting about how toned my arms are and that my butt is genetically the size of Nebraska? Does it take turning 47 to start enjoying life instead of obsessing about every.little.thing. I put in my mouth?

Do my poor daughters have to doubt their amazingness and their incredible beauty for 40 years? Do they have to question how incredible and strong their amazing bodies are for 40 years? Do they have to wonder what incredible gifts they are to this planet for 40 years?

My God I hope not.

Your body is a gift – to be cherished and adored and celebrated. It is a wonderful machine that does most of the things that you ask of it.  It should be washed in gratitude and loved fully.

When you wonder? Look at what you can do. When you doubt? Hug yourself tightly and remember that the whole of you is a gift. Your machine is a gift.

Replace the awful, punishing words we use on ourselves with love, kindness, tenderness, care. Wash yourself in self-compassion, self-delight, self-love, self-celebration.

Don’t wait for 40 years. I beg you.

Namaste, Sarah


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God is in the Body.

Last month, my priest LeeAnne asked me to preach at church.  This has, in the past, been a very stressful ask for me – standing in front of people and exposing your most vulnerable insides is really scary.  But this time, she asked me if I would preach about what I do.  What I care about.  What my work is all about.  When do we ever get an opportunity to preach our passion?  To share what we believe to be true with people you care about?  So…here you go.  If you’d rather listen to it, you can click here.  

God is in the BodySt. Mary’s Episcopal Church

The title of today’s sermon is from a bit of today’s Gospel from John – “Joy Made Complete in Themselves”

It’s Easter season still and it’s a wonderful time –SPRING- to take look at Easter in a new way.  How can we bring this story into our own lives?  Instead of looking at the death and resurrection of Jesus…let’s look at our own beautiful selves, our own beautiful bodies…LIVING in our own beautiful bodies.  Resurrecting our connection with this magnificent gift that we have been given.

I start today with a quote from Barbara Brown Taylor – An Altar in the World: ‘The Practice of Wearing Skin, “I’m not sure when Christian tradition lost confidence in the body, but I have some guesses.  Although Jesus was a Jew, many of his earliest interpreters were Greeks, who divided body and soul in ways that he did not.  Descartes did not help matters by opposing nature and reason in his philosophy.  Then along came the Protestant Reformation, with its deep suspicion of physical pleasure, followed by Freud’s dark insights into human sexuality.  Add to that the modern scientific reduction of the body to biological matter, overlaid by Victoria’s Secret ads, and it is small wonder that so many of us are uncomfortable in our flesh.  Yet here we sit, with our souls tucked away in this marvelous luggage, mostly insensible to the ways in which every spiritual practice begins with the body.  Where Christians are concerned, this leaves us in the peculiar position of being followers of the Word Made Flesh who neglect our own flesh or – worse – who treat our bodies with shame and scorn.”

I also read something from yogi Donna Farhi’s book, “The Breathing Book” and she said, “Many of us feel ourselves disconnected from our bodies, often having no more familiarity with the physical frame that carries us than with a remote distant cousin.”

How do you feel about your body?

How do you feel in your body?

Do you wish it were different?

Do you pay any attention to it?

Or do you feel like it is a remote distant cousin?

The body – your body – is always speaking to you.  It tells you the obvious things like, “I have to pee” to “My neck is sore from sleeping funny.”  It tells you when you’re hungry and when you have an itch.

But it also, if you pay closer attention, speaks your feelings to you physically.  Tension from stress.  Hot and sweaty from anger – or passion.  Exhausted from sadness or depression.  Shining from joy and laughter.

The body is a miracle.  It is your miracle.  Every day your body steadfastly does a zillion functions without you having to think about it.  Breathing.  Digesting.  Hormone balancing.  Moving.  Seeing.  Thinking.  Sensing.

It’s a miraculous thing this body.  Tell me, why do you think it is that we ignore this gift?  Why do we not inhabit our bodies?  Why do we disconnect from this miracle, feeling thing? Continue reading


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Rant.

Today I went looking for a little motivation.  Sometimes I’ll look on Pinterest.  Sometimes on Google.  Usually, it’s something visual that will light me up and help me to getterdone.

As I was searching around today, what I saw was a bunch of shaming stuff.  Things about fat crying, about being a loser, about winning and success and determination being defined by how your body looks. Lots of unrealistic images too.

Maybe that motivates some people…

What it does for me is make me roll my eyes.  It makes me shake my head.

Who likes to be shamed into working out???  Why is shame even a part of our daily life?  Shame is a dangerous slippery slope that sucks you in and makes you feel only one thing…shitty.

We’re on the internet all of the time getting bombarded by messages, images, and content.

What are you exposing your sweet self to?  Because let me tell you, I stopped reading fashion magazines about a year ago because the images DISTURBED me.  Who, other than a 15 year old girl, HAS THOSE BODIES?  People who don’t eat…that’s who.

And then on the other end of the spectrum, you get all of these people at 10% bodyfat (or less) in exercise photos making you think that you will LOOK LIKE THAT IF YOU EXERCISE.

Friends.  Let me tell you.  It’s crap.  It’s a shame game designed to pull you in and make you constantly feel less than.  Why?  Then you’re wanting…and spending.  The worry of most marketers is that you will love your beautiful self and feel whole and complete.  Then…the game will stop.  You won’t buy in to the image, the wanting, the forever not feeling good enough.

Ugh.

You are so good enough.  You are so beautiful.  You shine from the inside.  And you are enough.  Just as you are.  You are a gift.  You are meant to share all of your amazing self with this world.

Don’t let anyone’s definitions of what you should be…define you.  Make up your own definition.  And use new words like fantastic, brilliant, outstanding, beautiful, intelligent, vibrant, complete, wonderful, whole.  Not size whatever, or # of lbs., or wrinkle-free, or perky boobs, or cellulite-free, or youthful, thin, blahblahblahblah.

Resolution?  Not today.  Today I write my own DEFINITION of what I am.  What’s yours?

Peace, Love, Joy.

S


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It’s all going south.

I like it when three completely different things present themselves to you as gifts from the Universe and they all illustrate the same thing in different ways.

First thing – A conversation with my neighbor Joan. We were talking about our parents getting older and how difficult that is for us to see. For each of us the takeaway was to MOVE AS MUCH AS WE CAN, WHILE WE CAN.

Second thing – I’m at the gym in the changing room and the beautiful women of the Water Aerobics are drying off and naked. And most of them are senior citizens. They are laughing and seemingly at home and content in their bodies. They are beautiful. They are fit. I admire them. I want to be like them when I grow up.

Third thing – a woman came to my class. Lovely, strong, full of life. She is living with Multiple Sclerosis. And when I asked the class to run down a hill, she wept. She wept because she used to be able to run down hills, and now she can’t. Now, with a determined look on her face, she concentrates on her balance and she walks down that hill. This woman was a runner, a mountain climber, a MOVER. She grieves the loss of ability in her body, and yet pushes herself to do her very best in what she CAN do.

We spend a lot of energy….wait, no, we WASTE a lot of energy disliking our bodies and wishing that they were different. So much energy wasted despising, wishing, working, coveting, loathing….

And here’s the deal people. It’s all going south. For each and every one of us eventually….it’s all going south. Eventually the skin sags around the muscle and things loosen up. Unless you are going to get a body lift (is there even such a thing?) it’s coming for all of us…

So when are we going to love ourselves? Love this shell that we’ve been given that holds our beautiful selves? Take care of it, move it, stretch it…but moreover – be grateful that we CAN do what we do.

If we take a wider view of our beautiful selves…not so myopic on our bellies, butts, jiggly arms, sagging jowels and zoomed out a bit. Maybe we could see how lovely we are as a whole. How nice it is to be right where we are…right here, right now.

Love the body you’re in. It’s part of wellness. Let go of the blaming, shaming, self-disgust, frustration. Embrace love, admiration, celebration and delight.

Please. And please stop letting marketing and sales geniuses define what beautiful is. It’s crap. Healthy? Yes. Eating well because it contributes to your wellness? Yes. Moving because it makes you feel good inside and out? Yes. But dieting yourself into submission because people say that’s what size you ‘should’ be? No. Working out obsessively because you want to look like xyz? No.

It’s all going south people.

Until then. Love your beautiful selves. Be grateful. Delight in yourself. Focus on health and wellness. Spread love around to others….and to yourself.

Peace,
Sarah


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“Strong is the new thin…” – Unknown

I’ve been thinking a lot over the winter about what incredible pressure we have to be thin. Pressure from ourselves, our partners, our society, our media, our country. (Though if you can step back from the media one it’s a pretty funny dichotomy – on one hand telling us how we should look and on the other hand ramming junk food and soda ads down our throats…crazy.)

Sometimes, if you let it, it can give you a big case of the “not good enoughs.” Believe me, I know this tape. Back when I was a kid, my brother called me Spud Butt – and ever since, I’ve been obsessed with the size of my butt. Imagine me turned around in a mirror muttering: “Why is it the size of Nebraska? I don’t understand!!” (ps – genetics.)

My point is that I’ve given up on being thin. I don’t want it anymore. I don’t want to look like an emaciated model, nor do I want to live a life that would put me there. I like food. Also I want some PIPES…haha!

So – I’m embracing a new motto that I heard somewhere in something I read by someone I don’t remember…BUT I LOVED IT. Continue reading