Listen, I am loathe to use the word crazy in my common lexicon, but because I lived it… I know that I felt food crazy. My experience with food was exactly as the infamous quote goes: Insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results. I wanted a perfect body. I wanted perfect health. And I thought that the path to ultimate health was through eating the perfect diet. I had a list of food rules that rivaled Dave Ramsey’s money rules.
I thought I would finally gain control. But the more I chased control of my body the more health (and happiness) eluded me.
Loving my body? Ha! Feeling at peace with food? Not so much. Eventually, after 5 years of not having a cycle and battling my body… I realized I was fed up. This way of living? It wasn’t for me. I wanted to learn to listen to what my body was trying to tell me without killing myself seeking perfection in food and body.
So, I embarked on a different kind of health journey. I threw out all of my health rules—food and body—and decided to explore why everything I knew about food was hurting me. I chose to discover what would actually help. I wrote a book about it. I started coaching other women and discovered a framework that worked to help them, too. Health isn’t one size fits all, and there are no rules that your body doesn’t already intuitively know (and they’re probably very different from your rules).
Women are told to “just eat a salad” if they aren’t thin enough or to “go eat a hamburger” if they aren’t big enough.
Growing up with Hollywood as one of the major influences on our perceptions of beauty and how life "should" happen leads to skewed body image and unrealistic expectations.
How many women each prioritize her external beauty over how her beauty (intellectual, physical, and spiritual) creates waves in the world around her?
How many women sacrifice living life out loud (with all the wrinkles and laugh lines, complete with the crazy eyed hysterical laughing bits) to curate the perfect image for social media, filtering life?
How many women each spend countless seconds in her day agonizing over her body? These are precious seconds that could otherwise be spent in joy, creativity, and intellectual pursuits.
How many women shut off cues from her body, like hunger or exhaustion, to embark on another diet or intense exercise regime in order to meet this ideal perception of beauty?
How many women each experience guilt or shame, feeling shallow or less than because she realizes she spends a lot of time and uses lots of space to do those very things?
If any of this resonates with you, know that you are not alone.
You are not less than.
You are not shallow.
You are not anything other than a perfectly imperfect human, and
you are so much more than your age or your physical appearance.
All of these things are surely part of you.
You have been many ages, and sure, with each year your cells may change and die, but your
spirit and wisdom grow infinitely. Your physical appearance is the first thing many may note about you, but your spirit and life will flow from the inside out—joy and light and wisdom etched across your open face.