Mirror, Mirror on the Wall

Coming off that last post … or perhaps because of it … (I like that better), I want to challenge all of us — myself included — to be kind to ourselves today.

I don’t mean to sound hokey, but really, how often do we give our bodies some love?

We might talk about our insides — like our big hearts, our compassion, our determination, our smarts, our perseverance … and those things are certainly important!

But I’m looking at the whole package today: mind, body and soul.

So how often do we look at ourselves in the mirror and say, “Damn. I look good now. Not ten pounds from now, not in a new pair of designer jeans, but now, at this moment, in these pj pants and ratty T.”?

My guess: not often.

I know I’m a good person on the inside; I am proud of who I am and what I’ve become. And believe me, I understand and wholeheartedly support the notion of looking at someone from the inside out vs the outside in.

But I still sometimes suffer from body dysmorphia or have body envy. Sometimes I think it’s part of being a woman, but other times, I’m not so sure.

The thing is, my husband can tell me I’m beautiful til he’s blue in the face, but if I don’t believe it … he might as well be talking to the geese chasing themselves in our backyard!

So today, let’s take a good look at ourselves in the mirror and share a compliment about our physical selves, for the blogosphere to see … and ourselves to believe.

I’ll go first. I’ve been told I have incredible eyes, and today they look bluer and topaz-jeweled, like the South Atlantic I remember from my trip to see penguins in Patagonia.

My hair is auburn, but getting darker with age. I’ve finally stopped straightening it and am just softening my curls each day. The difference is amazing. I feel like me, only better.

My shoulders are broad, firm and strong, and helped me lift weights this week, even after a hiatus.

And my thighs are thick and powerful; when I do squats, I know I’m strengthening them with every up and down movement and I can leg press as much as some guys.

How’s that for some body love?!

Maybe telling myself these things each day, looking for something new to “give credit” for (to quote Dr. Beck), will help me get to that place of overall acceptance: mind, body and soul.

How about you? What do you see in the mirror today?


8 thoughts on “Mirror, Mirror on the Wall

  1. Fabulous post! Here is my list:

    I love my breast and the porportions of my body. No matter what weight I am, I somehow manage to maintain a relative hourglass figure.

    I love my skin which is in such good condition now it’s “makeup optional”.

    I love my able-body and the potential it holds.

  2. Great post. It’s ironic (or serendipitous), I’ve been talking about body issues in therapy a lot these past two weeks. I’m coming to realize how important it is to accept and love where I am in the present.

    I love my arms, they are no longer skeletal, they are muscular and I love lifting weights to “sculp.” Also, I love my hair, it seriously never gets greasy, haha my friends are so jealous!

  3. I looked in the mirror this morning (my last day of my 30s!!) and said….HOT DAMN, girl.! You are A-OK! I think I look better at 39 than I did at 29 (and I feel better about myself, too)
    And my husband (who was also in the bathroom shaving) said…. “I told you so, my hot, young wife” (he’s 13 years older and takes great care of himself).
    Very appropriate that you wrote this today, actually!
    A great gift to myself—loving my body!!

  4. I love this post, too!
    I have also found it helpful to say, “I’m okay”

    In the process of healing from ED, Body Dysmorphia/low self esteem of other body image issues, this always helps:

    “I am okay with the fact that I slept in a little. I am okay after I added a little too much maple syrup to my pancakes. I am okay that my face is red and dry today. I am okay with my body.”

    It’s a neutral stance, maybe not LOVE, but it is indeed better than fat talk.

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