Physical Love

Posted on | November 27, 2007 | 1 Comment

This morning as I was dressing, I looked in the mirror at the exact wrong angle. Ugh! I am disgustingly fat, I thought to myself. Immediately, that other voice in my head said, That doesn’t help. I don’t know that I can love my body right now, but at least I can be thankful for the things it does for me. Maybe we can work ourselves up to love.

I give thanks to my feet, which plant me securely to the earth and give me balance.
I give thanks to my legs, which support me and move me around.
I give thanks to my genitals, which give me such pleasure.
I give thanks to my bladder and colon, which eliminate waste I don’t need.
I give thanks to my digestive system, which process food into energy.
I give thanks to my lungs, which take in air.
I give thanks to my heart, which strongly pumps my blood through my body.
I give thanks to my breasts, which cushion my husband’s head in sleep.
I give thanks to my arms, which reach out to interact with the world.
I give thanks to my hands and fingers, with which I create and manifest.
I give thanks to my shoulders, which bear many burdens.
I give thanks to my spine, which holds me upright.
I give thanks to my throat, which allows me to speak.
I give thanks to my mouth, tongue, and teeth, which eat the foods I need and makes them taste good.
I give thanks to my ears, nose, and eyes, which allow me to take in information about the world.
I give thanks to my brain, which thinks and remembers and feels.
I give thanks for my skin, which protects me from harm.
I give thanks to my bones, which support me and give me structure.
I give thanks to my face, which is so expressive.
I give thanks to my hair, which is full and healthy.
I give thanks to my entire body, through which I live, move, act, and express myself in this world around me.
Blessed be my body.

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