I became a mother and lost all sense of self and lost friends. I allowed others to tell me who I am. We have to let that stuff go, it has to be shared so that it can be released with love. I have to constantly remind myself that my body belongs to me, that I am safe, that I am beautiful, that I ...
Did Leah start by thinking about how much weight she wanted to lose? No. Did she start by thinking about how fast she wanted to run? No. Did she start by thinking about the marathon she wanted to complete? No. She didn’t start by thinking about the results. She simply focused on the process.
We all have times of cocooning -- where parts of ourselves are dying off as other parts of ourselves are being birthed. Honor these parts. Lock your silverware drawer if you have to. Shut your encyclopedia. Ignore the voices of those who seek only to frighten you. But most importantly... Wait.