When we think about our bodies we tend to fixate on how bad we have it. We think we got the short end of the stick with our curly hair, pug nose, shortness, small breasts, freckles, limited mobility, chronic condition. We cannot believe our bad luck, our crappy circumstances, the hand we were dealt. It would be one thing to have freckles, we think. But, really, did we have to get the limp, thin hair thrown into the equation, too, we lament.
And yet, what if we reimagined that. What if we shifted our whole perspective and, rather than focus on our shortcomings, really saw ourselves instead?
Because here is the thing that you must know: YOU are someone’s long end of the stick. YOU are someone’s “if only.”
What, you say. Impossible.
But actually it is not just possible, it is true. Someone has looked at you across the way and focused in on some part of your fabulousness and
said, “I wish”. Perhaps even at the same moment you are wishing away your physical self.
That is the crazy thing. The very thing we loathe is something someone else loves.
I used to complain about my hair a lot (and, truth be told, I sometimes still do). And one of my dearest friends has always raved about it, always admired it, always told me that I was wrong. There are moments now where I am actually able to see my crazy curls through her lens and that is pretty incredible.
Today, I want you to entirely shift your perspective. Every time you are apt to complain about your curvy bum, full or flat chest, straight or curly hair, or whatever else is your thing, I want you to stop and say, “this is someone’s dream and I choose to respect it so that I can learn to love it in that same way.” And move on, more and more into yourself, into the unique physical, emotional, mental, and spiritual perspective that you have been given and that you have created for this life.