“Why waste a second not loving who you are?”
“Why waste a second not loving who you are?”
“Love yourself first and everything falls into line.”
“For me, it might sound cliche, but beauty for me really does start on the inside. It’s like a state of mind, a state of love if you will. Then, whatever you can do on the outside is all like a bonus.”
“Our body is a vehicle for awakening. Treat it with care.”
The other day my husband proclaimed: “Well I did it. I’ve gained 11 pounds back! Now I just have five more pounds to go. I’d like to gain five more pounds.”
Super-moms and Super-women everywhere, together now: LOL!
Philippe had lost weight while we taught The Prana Cleanse™ (twice) and was super-happy it was re-appearing again.
“The five pounds.” How many times have I heard this from a Super-mom/Super-woman?
“If I could only lose five pounds, then I’d be happy.”
“It’s just these last five pounds—they are really distracting me. When I lose them, then I will do everything I’ve been wanting to do. I will be who I want to be.”
How many times has your weight or something to do with your body distracted you from following your heart and your dreams?
And what is REALLY going on here?
The fact that my sweet husband, bless his heart, was doing the “five pound thing” on the other end of the spectrum got me thinking—wondering, Super-mom style.
What would the world be like if everyone, right now, loved their body AS IT IS NOW. Not in five pounds, not in twenty pounds, not in a week or a month or when you fit into this or that.
Body discontent is pretty rampant and I’d like to help do something about it.
You can help.
Come together, Super-people, and share your experience on this topic. Be open and honest and fearless and let’s flush this out for once and all.
And have some perspective Super-women…some Super-men out there are wishing to weigh five pounds MORE.
My two cents is that a regular yoga practice will shift your body image and overall attitude forever. I’ve seen it happen countless times and continue to enjoy seeing this transformation in my students on a daily basis.
I also believe that incorporating more raw, un-processed foods in your life will have the same effect. If you are putting processed, disconnected foods into your body, of course you will feel disconnected from your body and yourself. And disconnection from ourselves is what causes us to be distracted by “the five pounds”–which is actually an illusion—a metaphor for something else.
Philippe and I have made it super-easy for you to enjoy more live, unprocessed foods in your day-to-day life by opening The Prana Raw Café at 292 Centre Street, Newton Corner (3 doors down from Prana Power Newton—on the corner where the rug store used to be).
It doesn’t matter if you know what raw vegan is—the foods we serve at The Prana Café’ are so delicious (pizza, pasta, burgers, sandwiches, burritos, nachos, big salads, soups, juices, smoothies, the best desserts ever, and more) that you’ll hang out at The Prana Café’ (we have comfy couches-n-chairs, Starbucks-style as well as traditional tables and chairs) for the sheer delight of the taste of the food.
And you’ll feel so much better—physically, mentally, and emotionally.
And that, Super-people, is what it’s all about.
“Every day is a great day, some days are better than others” my uncle said to me last week. Becoming a mother was one of those exceptionally “great” days. Iris’s first night I could hardly sleep. My body buzzed with adrenaline. This joy carried me through the first few weeks. I was surprised at my resilience, running on no sleep and little food. I was like the energizer bunny; I just kept going and going, fueled by love for my sweet, soft, cuddly newborn.
Fast-forward 7 months and although the novelty of having a newborn has slightly dulled (we are very much into a routine at this point), I still find myself continuously amazed. So, here we are on a Sunday night in January. Iris has been sleeping since 7pm. At around 10:00, I hear her stirring and crying. When I enter her room I hear gurgling, sniffling and coughing. It occurs to me that Iris might have her first cold (her father has had a cold for a week at this point and it seemed inevitable that she caught it). I nurse her and rock her but she is still upset, which is rare (she is normally a very happy baby). So, I decide to bring her downstairs. We snuggle on the couch and I rock her back and forth on my knees for an hour or so. When I bring her back to bed, she falls right to sleep, yes!
The next morning, as I wipe dried snot from her face (chisel it off more like). I have a feeling the next few days will be challenging, especially since I am sick as well! Monday night did not disappoint. At 3:00 in the morning I found myself in the rocking chair (for the fifth time that night), rocking, nursing, soothing, rocking, nursing, soothing, repeat, my eyes half open with a pounding headache. I thought to myself “this is what makes mothers so special”. Because even with no sleep, feeling like I’d been trampled by elephants, I still had the capacity to care for and nurture Iris. In my rocking chair meditation, I could appreciate that mothers are very special people (fathers are too but this is about mom), because as soon as you become a mother (however that may be), there is a transcendence that takes place. The person who immerges is the best version of you. You are a person with boundless energy, exploding love, you are “mommy” and everyone knows there is no substitute for “mommy”.