Your Body is the Start of the Revolution


Your body is the revolution.

I’m not talking about that mystical looking into your eyes and loving every detail about yourself revolution.

For some, that moment’s come. They strut like gold drips from every limb.

They should.

 

 

For others, it’s hard to look in the mirror, but each day they hold the gaze longer.

The revolution I’m talking about deals with the basics of loving yourself: supplying yourself with adequate water, nourishing your body with good food (and treats), and enjoying movement and pleasure for the sake of just feeling fucking good. 

It was time for a change.

It was time for me to love my body and to recognize it as the magic it is.

I cleaned up my diet, exercised regularly, and dropped 40 pounds.

My journey isn’t all about dropping weight.

It’s about realizing the new things I can do that I couldn’t do before.

It’s about realizing I couldn’t do what I just did a week ago.

 

 

This world will attempt to convince you that your body isn’t your own. That, on account of how it’s shaped, can’t and shouldn’t move in a certain way. That unless you look a certain way you’re not good enough. 

I am here to tell you: they are wrong. You are worthy of movement and pleasure.

Whether you have fed yourself well or not, exercising or not, experiencing pleasure or not, your body is resilient and has carried you this far.

Your body is worth of so much more.

You are worthy of more.

 

 

Progress

April 21, 2015—July 21, 2016  |  1 year, 3 months

Want to create a more positive relationship with your body and experience the ‘more’ I’m talking about? I can help.


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Elina McGill. Life coach. Visionary. Rebel.

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Elina McGill

Elina is a recovering cynic and personal development addict, living a soul mission in three acts. Their soul mission is to awaken self-knowledge in others through writing, one-up their fears, and realize that it was all a dream. They like their enlightenment served with a side of hedonism and corner brownies.
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