Learning to love my body

I wanted to share the daily meditation from 2 days ago because I can genuinely appreciate the message.

“Here” she said, “in this place, we flesh; flesh that weeps, laughs; flesh that dances on bare fleet in grass. Love it. Love it hard.” — Toni Morrison

Our body belongs to us, is a part of who we are. It is us, just as our intellect, spirit, and feelings are part of us. As sex addicts, we often have a love-hate relationship with our body. We often disconnect from our body — especially when we’re being sexual — in order not to feel pain. To disconnect from any part of ourselves hurts. Like walking on a sprained ankle, we compensate as best we can, but part of us is missing; part of us isn’t working the way it’s supposed to. And that part is our sense of ourselves as physical beings. Recovery means reclaiming our body. We start from where we are and form a new relationship with ourselves. We can do it by changing our eating habits, exercising, improving our personal grooming, and going to the doctor. We patiently fill in the missing pieces of nurturing and attention. Then our sense of ourselves as whole people will include our newfound love of our body.

I have only one body. It was given to me not to misuse, but to love and care for.