I AM NOT MY BODY
Wednesday, December 04, 2013
I am not my body. But my body is the vehicle that people identify as me. So if you look at me and see an obese woman in her mid 60's, who struggles sometimes to move the vehicle around in the world, that is true. But the real me is the spirit that lives inside this vehicle. It is the soul that came out of nowhere and will return to ?? when I am finished with this earthly journey.
I often forget that I am not my body. And when I forget, I begin to get very caught up in all the traps of the ego. I want to look a certain way, I want to dress up in beautiful clothes and spend a lot of money on makeup and all sorts of diet gimmicks that may or may not help my vehicle run better. Gosh sometimes I even fantasize about cutting away parts of my vehicle to look younger or thinner.
But when I remember that I am not my body -- then I feel free. I can soar like a bird, or sway like the wind. I can be the beautiful music that soothes my soul and I can dance like the best ballerina. And when I find myself struggling with wanting to eat too much food, I can remind myself that my vehicle only needs the finest fuel to keep it tuned up to its best running condition.
You may or may not agree with what I believe. You won't hurt my feelings - because I am not attached to what other people think about me. But when I become attached to what others think, then I begin to struggle with thinking that I have to be a certain way. I get caught up in the TV commercials, the pressure of society to look a certain way. And when I remember that I am not my body, I can truly love myself and love my body. And when I feel that love I know that I want to treat this vehicle the best that I can to take me through the rest of this lifetime as healthy as I possibly can.