How to Love Your Body
By: Chantal Partridge I had a history of trying all sorts of diets, hoping to find the one that would save me. That same pattern was found in my relationships with men. The funny thing is: No matter which way I turned, I ended up at the same place in the end: with God. Turns out, I did need to be saved. I needed to be rescued from danger. Ironically, it was I who was responsible for the harm caused unto me and in the end, I would need to be saved from myself. I remember a friend telling me her relationship with food was the last wall that stood…
Learn To Be Your Own Hero: Dysfunction, Struggle and Conquest
Learning To Be My Own Hero: Dysfunction, Struggle and Conquest By: Kelly Elias This is an old picture of me in what one of my dear friends and I used to call our “glory days.” Back then, to me, this was the picture of me as the hero… That is, the hero that I wanted to be, to everyone else but myself. I had just completed my first ever triathlon, and I was a “perfect” (ha!) wife and mother. I was “in control” and ready to be a hero to all – convinced I could save anyone and everyone. Little did I know, the one who most needed saving, was…
Being More Than I Do: How I Learned to Lovingly Detatch
By: Loni Chambers Capshew “Ma, please call me when you get a chance,” was all the cryptic message had to say. Frankly, the brevity was pretty typical of most of the missives I receive from my 32-year-old son. He’s pretty much a chip off his Dad’s old block when it comes to non-spoken conversation or phone messaging; he cuts straight to the chase. If this had been simply a casual hello, he’d have either left no message or have said, “Hi, Ma. Just wanted to say I love you,” and hung up. This message read “urgent” to me. Despite knowing it was the middle of the day and I might…
I Am Imperfect and Magnificent: A Lesson From Seashells
A Lesson from Shells… By Kelly Elias Walking along the beach, I stumbled upon a few very distinct seashells. Although I didn’t experience it at first glance, nor expect it (They were seashells!), each would possess a relevance to me and my life, and a valuable lesson in the end. I had no idea what I was about to uncover and discover through a simple walk on the beach. And, mind you, this was the exact order by which I discovered these prophetic treasures. When I happened upon this first shell, I admired, and maybe envied, its perfection… The ideal shape and design that a shell, by definition, is supposed…
May Challenge: Do one act of self-love daily
Kristina, chief co-operator goddess of the Rawfully Organic Co-op in Houston has a fabulous idea and presented a challenge: self-love. Self-love in uncomfortable and for me, counter-intuitive. Even when I know something will make me feel better, sometimes I am just lazy and don’t do it. So, this month of treating myself with extra care is truly a challenge! I commit to start today and blog about my experience. At least once a week, I’ll write the break down of the special things I do for myself. Here is an excerpt from the post. For more ideas and a lovely explanation of WHY it is important to participate in this challenge, check…
Affirmations and Positive Thinking
I recently met someone who immediately insulted himself in our very first conversation. Even though this is only my second week working with this person, I have already heard him complain about his weight, his face and his skills set. He wrote a great letter for me to include within my marketing plan, but before he sent it he warned me that it was terrible and he couldn’t come up with anything better (it was fabulous, by the way). Meeting someone who seems a little insecure can be somewhat endearing but I found myself getting annoyed! When I am annoyed with someone, I know there is always a mirror of me in the situation- a mirror…
4 Signs to Spot Emotional Abuse
It came to my attention that while I have never been a victim of physical abuse, I have definitely been a victim of emotional abuse. I was startled when a mentor pointed this out, but when I did more research, it was easy to see that it was true. Here is some of what it looked like for me: My statements were turned around: When I expressed my feelings, they were dismissed as the other person defended themselves. Rather than being heard, I found myself comforting the other person. The emotional abuser/manipulator was always willing to help and agree with me, but then passively aggressively acted as if it were…
