Body Love. Sadness.

I had a sad moment today. I cried. I let myself feel the loss. I didn’t run from it or smother it. And then I felt settled and was able to embrace the truth that God has something else in store for me. I intellectually knew this to be the case before today’s news. What was the news? Basically I was rejected, I offered up my talents, gifts, and service and then after months of waiting I was kindly and gently told that my best was not what they wanted. Ouch. But I really want to emphasize that this is the good kind of ouch. Feeling disappointment and rejection without needing to numb the feeling is part of living in my body. It is part of honoring my body.

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Body Love. Painting!

Today has been soley and completely focused on painting. I have a medium sized living room with extraordinarly tall walls, which means lots to paint, and lots of ladders.

Who has time to worry about dress sizes when they are carefully taping windows, painting crevices and standing back to admire the progress.

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Body Love. Mom.

I started the day out as “super mom”, making pumpkin waffles for the kiddos. I turned into “hurry-up” mom as I tried to get my boys to two separate soccer games that started at the exact same time. After dashing between fields with the sky threatening to rain on us, we all met up with Grammie (my Mom) and took the children shopping. At the store I was “don’t touch that” mom, “control your body/voice” mom, and “no we are not buying that” mom through the whole store (but I did find new curtains for the living room). Afterwards we had a peaceful and wonderful lunch out. The boys were content to eat and tell us about their soccer games and other events from the week, so I got to be “mellow and cool” mom for a bit.

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Body Love. Play.

Another beautiful day, another chance to play in the sunshine. I enjoy playing with my children (not constantly entertaining them but just playing). I started this morning’s playground trip with the idea of letting my two year old play while I read a bit. But after a page or two I just wanted to run with my youngster. We had some epic peek-a-boo sessions, sang a favorite song from our Music Together class, and even planted a “Wall-E plant” (a small oak sapling that someone left lying around, my two year old is really into Wall-E right now). We were having a great time.

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Body Love? Feet.

Feet! These feet are mine. They are wonderful. God has created something truly amazing with our very unique feet. I am especially fond of my own feet. Today these feet have kicked a soccer ball, danced a few different times with kids, walked miles and miles (according to my pedometer), skipped with kids, dashed to meetings, controlled the clutch, brake and gas on our car, and were even kicked up on the couch for a little down time.  So when I have a day where I may not see my whole as purely wonderful, I can at least marvel at my feet.

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