Body Soiree

The greatest love of all is the love you feel for yourself. How many times have we all heard this? There have even been songs written. But how many feel it? My Mama used to say: "If you can't love yourself, you won't and can't love anyone else." It took me some years and mistakes to figure out that that Lady was right(I'm still mad about that!)  I am not discussing the vapid love of self; that outer self. This is the love of all of You. Those bad moods, weird, random thoughts that crack you up, those big hips that "Beauty" magazines tell you aren't right and that nose! Do you love it all? Are you comfortable just sitting and being with yourself? With no criticism? Love is: Waking up in the morning, looking in the mirror and loving all that you see; bags and all. Love is: Knowing when you have made mistakes, owning them , so that you can move on. Love is: Asking those that you have hurt for forgiveness, so that you can forgive yoursel...

No one, when I was a kid, ever called depression, depression. Did we even know that word existed in the eighties?  It was referred to as "being blue" or "having a case of the blues." I didn't know that word, depression, until I got older and it became the "it" word for everything. Oh, he isn't talking today, he must be depressed! She has been a bit standoffish and quiet; must be depression! Regular folks became mini psychiatrists and got on everyone's nerves with their two bit analysis of your bad day or week. I can only speak from my truth, which I always try to do and it is not easy. Why? Because you don't want people to know when you are in a depression. How can you explain what you are feeling? I almost feel ashamed, being my worst judge and critic, as if I caused it in some way. How can I speak about positive thinking, exercising and being emotionally and spiritually healthy when I am struggling just getting out of my bed? I went again...