Ten months of intentional physical change gives me cause to pause for some self-reflection.
On December 28, 2012, I joined weight Watchers and began an 8 month journey of conscious and aware eating. The end result was a 34 pound loss.
Last week Friday, I screwed up my courage to restyle and recolor my hair.
I looked in the mirror at this drastically altered physique and smiled.
“I know who you are! You are the body I used to inhabit; the face–other than droopier jowls–the one I greeted every morning so many years ago.”
“Ah…(that woman replied)…you may think I am the same, but I have grown so much wiser, sassier, smarter, bolder.”
“You’re right! (I smiled back). You are a person come full spiral. Girl, you’ve finally bloomed…”
There is no going home you know. And that is perfectly fine. And good. And right.
I am not so naive as to believe that the change stops here.
There are many more journeys ahead.
But just this moment, to be in a place of soul, mind, and body connect is rare, beautiful, joyous.
I feel empowered.
I feel emboldened.
I feel real.
I feel like me.
