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Self Love, Interrupted

January 24, 2012 , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

I love myself because...It’s 6:00am. I conquer “Miss Resistance” and turn off my alarm clock. I roll out of bed and don my yogawear. I’m ready to indulge in some sacred space for ME  before waking the kids and diving into the morning craziness.

The sun is coming up. It’s streaming through the windows. The house is quiet. I do my sun salutations with grace and focus. I’m breathing and feeling all the chakras awakening inside me. I’m smiling. I site to write in my journal. The word self love is swirling around in my brain, so I write it down. I then proceed to write the following:

SELF LOVE MEANS
feeding me
…teaching me
…giving to me
…listening to me
…hearing me
…paying attention to me
…smiling inside me
…caring for me
…believing in me
empowering me
…singing to me
…dancing for me
…knowing me
…BEING ME

My sacred space is good. It’s peaceful. I’m smiling and happy inside and out.

I wake up the kids. I’m calm with the kids. I tell the 4-yr old NO we’re not changing clothes right before we walk out the door. This doesn’t register in her brain. Not the first time or the second time or the 5th time. I’m yelling at my kid. My kid is crying. My head starts pounding. My stomach starts twisting. That’s it! My chi is jacked up. Self love, interrupted!

The practice of self love was a foreign concept to me until about two years ago. I never really gave it any thought. I used to love myself quite alot, actually. But then, something happened. I don’t know if it was having kids and the attach of the killer hormones and body changes or aging gracefully that triggered my battle with self-loathing. All I know is the practice of self love has become a key part of this girls journey. If I want to live, rather than just survive the next 50 years, I must love myself fully.

The fascinating thing about this self love thing is I know many of you fantastic women are dealing with the same issue. We’ve had conversations about it. Lamented about it. Laughed about it and cried about it. Even toasted to it. I think the toast was something like “Fuck you Inner Mean Girl….here’s to us. We rock!”

Anyway, I have discovered some very effective ways to practice self love and I want to share them with you. Try one of them and let me know how it goes.

1. Dig out one of the many journals you have in your night stand and start writing in it. Every day. Even if it’s for 5 minutes. There’s something creative and therapeutic about putting your thoughts down on paper. It’s also good to do a mind dump and get it out of your head.

2. Finish each of these statements in your journal (12x each):
I love myself because…
I like my…
I will forgive myself for…
People like it when I…
I’m sorry that I… (this one’s a doozy)

3. Be quiet. For 5 minutes every day. No thinking. No working. No talking. Just be.

4. Read and watch things that make you feel good. (I recommend Eat, Pray Love (Elizabeth Gilbert) the book and the movie)

5. Work with a mentor or life coach.

6. Find your passion. Then live it.

7. Listen to your own intuition. Then act on it.

8. Say YES to love. And NO to fear.

Now go love yourself, ladies. Interrupted or not. You deserve it!

Stay sane, my friends.
xo

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This is great – I fully get it. I’m a mother too, of one, and did yoga in my son’s early life but not nowadays. You did SO well to get out of bed at 6 am!!!

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WordsFallFromMyEyes

January 24, 2012

Thank you, from one mother to another. No yoga for you anymore?

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Allison DeFord

January 24, 2012

What a great reminder that we need to be a little selfish and take care of ourselves first. Thanks, A!

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Beth Goldfarb

January 24, 2012

Not selfish, B, selflove! 😉

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Allison DeFord

January 24, 2012

Much strength and gentleness to you! Thank you for sharing these bits of light!

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psychevida

January 24, 2012

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