Healthy mind, healthy body

I have just watched an episode of embarrassing bodies and I must say that we really take our bodies for granted.

To have good skin, to have a face, to be free from disease. Things that we see as normal.

I have to admit. I have been contemplating about what makes us beautiful. There is a part of me that wishes for a flat tummy. Then there's the other part of me which loves my curves and my not so skinny thighs.

But right now, I am just thankful. Thankful that I have a brain that operates. Fingers that type without me having to look at the keyboard. Skin that is smooth. Eyes that can see. Ears that can hear. Nose that can smell (thank the Lord because I love a man who smells good). And taste buds that function very well.

I have just completed a first aid course where I learned about all sorts of injuries that could occur. And the health issues that people go through. One of my workmates is raising funds for the Asthma Foundation and by simply sharing her story about her struggles with asthma and also, her child's own struggle, it has opened my eyes and made me realise how lucky I am to have grown up being a healthy kid.

And there I was, back in 1995, wishing I could have a rash like one of the pretty girls did. My parents are reflexologists [the autocorrect is wanting me to say that my parents are sexologists. Given that I am one of seven, they might as well be] so growing up, I hardly ever got sick. Again, things that I saw as normal growing up and I was wanting otherwise. Not really knowing how good I had it.

I want to embrace this moment. Embrace my body for what it is. Embrace the wellness of my body. And to be able to let others shine too. To reassure them that they have got a good thing going. Because they do.

I know I go through this phase a lot. The moment [or rather, moments] of realisation. Being reminded of what I have and the reasons to cherish it. To take on a compliment for what it is.

But that's why we have soaps. And cleaning products. And why we have to wash our clothes every week/fortnight/month. It recognises that our values and our goals may get distorted at times. And that we need to be reminded through the cycles of time.

That is my excuse anyway.

Here's to a superb week ahead.