Enchantment

A few years back, I learned about the concept “Word of the Year”.  I always choose one.  Not a choice, really, if you do it right.  Sit quietly and it is given to you.  I thought my word was passion.  But part of the ritual of deciding on your word is to research it – find its meanings and etymology. So I couldn’t choose passion, because it comes from the Latin for pain.  And most of the definitions are related to pain.  Think Passion plays.

Words mean what we want them to mean, of course.  I love to play with both words and numbers, but there are different rules of play.  Numbers do become popular and are sometimes given meaning ,”twenty-one” for example, but  in general the rules of play are straightforward.  Words are more flexible.  “Find your Passion” has become a catch-phrase for those of us who are spiritual but not religious.  Or those who love Oprah and Chopra.  It’s that common 21st Century usage which brought me to the word.  The nagging feeling that if I could settle down and find a passion  I would be better.  I could follow my bliss and be of real use in the world.  Now I’m free!  Molly has let go of her futile search for her passion.  Passion means pain and I don’t have to eat kale.

So I came to enchantment.  ‘Twas a synonym of a synonym of a synonym of passion.  I wonder if there’s a word for “synonym of a synonym of a synonym” – trisynonym perhaps.  Enchantment has a dark side as well – think Snow White or Rapunzel.  But I settled there because enchantment implies magic.  Mystical Merriment is my game and enchantment is my aim. One definition of enchant on http://www.dictionary.com is: “to impart a magic quality or effect to”.  Enchantment is the art of enchanting.  I am a practitioner of the art of imparting a magic quality or effect.  My heart is laughing as I sit and ponder a year of imparting magical qualities to all in my path.  Watch me.

Emotions

I love my healthy body. I know that my healthiness is in direct proportion with my ability to allow emotion. I’m glad I noticed this today. I laugh and cry easily. As I grow up, I enjoy these emotions more. They deepen. Soon I will be able to increase momentum on the positive emotions just as well as I do with negative ones. As I do that my health will improve. 

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Day 20 of 30 days of loving my body

Today is a milestone, as I have been loving my body for 20 days in a row as my good friend Ellene would say.  Yesterday I fell asleep and forgot to publish my entry.  So you will find it today, below this one.  Right this minute it is simple.  Loving my own body is my natural state, as it is for every human being.  Loving my own mind is my natural state.  Loving is my natural state.  fairy lightheart

Pleasing others is not my natural state.  It is a simple outgrowth of allowing the love to flow, but when I try to please it is trying.  I’m thinking of the other way we use trying, such as “it’s been a trying day”, meaning challenging. Tomorrow I’m not going to try.  I’m going to be…lighthearted and peaceful.  Like Sunday should be.

Day 18 – Loving food and sleep

Kale is everywhere.  Where did it come from?  I believe that I can live a spectacularly healthy life with out Kale.  And with gluten, by the way.  I like to tell folks that I am allergic to gluten free things.  Not that I have some high pedestal from which to look down on food fads.  One month during my Junior Year of High School I was on a diet which only allowed me to eat hard boiled eggs and grapefruit.  Another was just bananas – the fruit, not the insanity.  

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The point being this – now that I am practicing the belief that my body is lovable and worth caring for, I am eating a little differently.  It’s subtle, but now I choose my foods based on the emotion I feel when choosing the food – you could call it a “gut feeling”.   I can’t see where it’s going because I’ve never been there.  I anticipate a new world to appreciate.  

I need to get to bed now.  Honoring the sleep impulse as well!

It’s the morning of Day 19, but I am adding a little to this post from yesterday.  Because I literally fell asleep while writing so I needed to clean up the last part there, and add that today I will practice tuning to my emotions before making decisions about eating or anything else, thus allowing myself to be guided to the path of good.  

Day 15 – My new diet and exercise program

2012-05-04 05.27.12I’m starting my blog early today because I had a marvelous morning so far, and I had a marvelous morning because I had a magnificent meditation and I did what came to mind as inspired action.  I want to recommend to everyone who reads this that you take advantage of the free stuff that Deepak Chopra offers – he’s a tuned in spiritual dude who charges LOTS of moolah to people like Oprah to come and learn from his center.  And he’s willing to offer us free meditations so I really suggest you try them and see what you like.  The current 21-day Meditation Experience focuses on “Expanding you Happiness” and today is Day 1.  Here’s the link, and it is in the sidebar also:  https://chopracentermeditation.com.

Now, back to the radical notion that Molly Mills would have a diet and exercise program.  Here it is:  Do what feels good.  Yup, that’s it!  I am going to shout it:  DO WHAT FEELS GOOD.  And what I was inspired to do, and it did feel good, was walk to the gym and work out with the weight machines..  And I can lift double what I ever did in the past.  I am not sure why or how, but IT IS FUN!

Oh boy, I didn’t have such a great afternoon.  I let myself get off the beam.  Way off.  And what do I want to do?  Go back to the gym!  This is a very interesting development.  I’m going to look for a yoga class now.  More later…

Time to finish it up.  What a crazy day it’s been.  I had a big disappointment today which leads me to be ready to continue to let go of more beliefs.  This half of the body love journey has been a journey to freedom and new possibilities that I didn’t even know I wanted.  Oh, I found the most excellent yoga class.  It was exactly what I needed.  Just remembering some discussion with friends lately concerning speaking my truth and it not being my business if another was in the space to hear it.  That’s what happened today.  All is well.IMG_0724

Day 12 – I make stuff up

images-3Yep, I do.  I make stuff up.  Sometimes in my relationships with people, specifically male people (I’m a straight female), I make up stuff that makes me feel bad.  (I feel a 30-days to loving myself in relationships blog coming…).  But for now, I am just using that as a contrast to what I’m practicing with my current blog – making up good shit about my body.  Oops, I will go back to using the word stuff but you can read it how you like.  I learned several years ago that I might as well use this imagination of mine to make up good stuff.  It’s not always easy, though, with every topic.  “A belief is just a thought you keep thinking”, says Abraham-Hicks.  I had to break through this wall of beliefs that I made concerning my body and  my worthiness and open it up a crack.  Through that crack, the new stories could grow. 

So here’s some stories I make up…All food is equally good for me.  My mind shapes my body.  It is healthier for me to eat what I want than to follow someone else’s “healthy eating” rules.  When I am in alignment with source, I know exactly what to eat, how to eat, how to move, and I also love purely.  I imagine that some of you are thinking – oh boy, she is in a fantasy world.  She’s probably gonna die soon with that kind of storytelling!  

If you are a fearless reader of this blog, however, you can probably get yourself to agree with my reality which is that these stories are much healthier than my old stories.  I’ve already been eating whatever I like, and shaping my body with my thoughts, all the while pretending to be following the “rules” or thinking of myself as a bad girl for not following.  I would place a large wager on the likelihood of my health improving with these new stories.  

Tonight for the first time in 12 days I overate – meaning that my stomach is overfull and I’m uncomfortable.  I have never been able to will myself to avoid overeating for more than one or two meals.  My new stories just made it the easy thing.   And overeating tonight is  quite alright.  I spilled some milk too.  Not crying!

And I'm still that cute!