Friday, December 23, 2011
Sharpei girls (of any age), unite!
Like so many of us who have lost weight, I found a pile of loose skin at the end of my rainbow. (Well, not quite the end. I have a few more pounds to go but I am happily resting on my laurels in the "normal" weight range for the time being.)
This morning I threw off the covers and did some stretches. I was stiff from a restless night of flinging kitties and fighting hubby for space. Maybe because I spent yesterday with my beloved nephews Rex (3) and Max (5), I found myself observing my body with the same open-minded, non-judgemental loving curiosity that they bring to the world.
"How interesting!" I thought as I watched my loose skin puddle around my hips when I pointed a toe at the ceiling. "How good it feels to stretch!" I had a delicious stretch session while I watched my skin rolling around; on occasion some muscles popped up to the surface and I felt happiness and even self-approval for the increase in strength and health.
I have been running for months while not particularly wanting to do it and getting overly well acquainted with my evil imp mind. The little lizard curled at my brain stem who yells "It's too cold! Too dark! Feels horrible! You're old! You're fat! You look ridiculous running down a public street!"
So it was a holiday miracle to have a new little mind show up like that. I expect the poisonous lizard will return - too many decades of conditioning for it to go away in a flash - but it was a gift to have a flash of Max energy.
Sharpeis are intelligent, very strong, fierce in their defense of home and hearth and exceedingly cute in their wrinkledness. I read that they were bred to guard temples and I have never met one who is at all self-conscious. I could do worse than my sharpei alter ego.
Wishing me and anyone who read this and wants it more of that curious, kindly, open, accepting and lovingkindness consciousness right now and for the coming year.