Only after I hit rock bottom and almost lost my life did I start listening to my soul's desperate whispers: ∾ Place value on my being. Place value on my presence, on my ability love, on how I show up in the world. ∾
OUR OWN BATTLEFIELD
And then there are these unexpected moves and outlets of the outside world. Other people’s entitlement to place judgement around me and others.
I often wonder – where is this coming from?
“You are short.”
“Are you pregnant?”
“Oh, wow, you already have grey hair?!”
What determines the way we are supposed to look or be like today? What conditions us to believe that asking or commenting on someone else’s body without acknowledgment of further, deeper insight is actually okay?
Everybody fights their own battle. On their very own battlefield.
We do not know what the arena looks like, what someone has been going through in their life or even in the present moment. Consider that next time before you speak up.
What is your experience with owning your own body and shifting your attention from placing all your self-worth on external to more internal values? What do you do to claim your own body? We feel that this conversation is way overdue so we'd love to hear your thoughts and experiences in the comments below.
Sending love to all beings.
Your post very much rings true. I am battling a life threatening eating disorder myself, that has reigned over my life for nearly 40 years, brought on by my mothers very unkind comments as a child. Love your products and hope to add a necklace to my collection soon, just wish I could afford it. Much love x