Wings to fly,
To soar up high,
To feel the joy of open sky.
Wings to see what lies unseen,
Above the clouds, beyond the green.
Wings to lift, to dream, to try—
To give us hope,
And help us fly.
Tag: #bodylove
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Wings
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Menopause, aching joints, and everything in between…
Yes, I’ve arrived at that phase of life. My knees? Oh, they’ve made a dramatic exit, thanks to arthritis. The cartilage in both knees is gone, which means my favorite activities have vanished too—goodbye, running and yoga! And let me tell you, that goodbye hurt more than my joints.
Meanwhile, my hormones are acting like a fireworks display, constantly going off without warning. This means I can go from weeping over a commercial to snapping at someone for breathing wrong—all in the same hour. And let’s not even get started on the sugar cravings, courtesy of glucose levels playing hopscotch every day. My belly fat? It’s taken on a life of its own, and I swear it’s plotting something.
Here comes the vicious cycle: “I can’t exercise because my joints hurt, which means I gain weight, which makes my joints hurt even more.” Exhausting, right? Well, one day I decided: Enough. There has to be more to menopause than this chaos. I wanted the 51-year-old version of me to be healthier, stronger, and maybe even a little fiercer.
So, what did I do? I became a cougar 浪. Enter: the most handsome coach in the world. Picture this: piercing blue eyes, full of concern (or maybe just mild amusement). Our first conversation went something like this:
Coach (gazing at me, probably wondering if I’m serious): “What do you want to happen with your body?”
Me: “Uhm, well, I don’t want to be Barbie… but I’d love to be fit, wrangle this midline before it gives me a cardiac arrest, and be able to jog at 70.”
Now, my coach doesn’t mess around. He pushes me to break my limits but always respects my limitations. He doesn’t care that I’m 51. “The body follows where the mind leads,” he says, which sounds so inspiring until you’re gasping for air after 20 squats.
So here I am, a month in, lifting weights—30 kg, 6 sets of 3 reps, deadlifts, and squats. My knees are getting stronger, and I can almost hear them whispering, “Thank you.” My coach, still the ruthless gentleman, has slowly reintroduced the treadmill into my life, though I keep begging him to let me run on real terrain. His answer: “Soon. Not yet. Patience.”
Menopause and aging may throw curveballs, but they don’t have to steal the things we love. Two months from now, I’ll be back to my morning yoga or jogging short distances—mark my words.
This is healing. I love me, and that means I’m going to take care of me.
Coach and I call this “wonder woman”project . I always wonder ..😄😄😄
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Myself affirmation
Nobody knows you the way You know You .
No one can protect you the way you protect YOU .
Your tears ,your smile , your lessons are all experienced by YOU
Even if the whole world will stand against you , as long as you have yourself everything will be fine .
Love yourself more than anything else in this world !!
Sunlight that warms my soul .. sunlight that brightens my smile sunlight that I love .. sunlight that I cherish
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Lovenote
My ever dearest Body ,
How are you ? I don’t asked this question to often towards you , instead I just keep on deamanding on you . So many expectations that I have from you.
Despite of my discontenment , my demands you have still showed compassion and endurance towards me .
There was a time that I have starve you to make me feel good and be in the “perfect body image” or at times you endure my impulsive eating and later purge it out .
After a long working days I asked you to ran with me a little bit more .. or when we slept late I expected you to not give me any tantrums if we will just have 3 hrs of sleep so we can do our “morning routines”.
As the years gone by I am spoiled by you.. You have always thrive to make me feel good . Your immune system protects me from the unwanted illness . I took all these for granted . It is not yet to too late to honor you .
Free ourselves from body expectations My dearest Body here and now I thank you for taking care of me .. For being patience of my acceptance of the image of you.
Here and now, I know at the end it is only us . We will try to walk in this journey with me accepting Our Beautiful Imperfectness .
Here and now , we will exist , live a life with joy . My dear Body YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL .. Thank you for enduring me . I LOVE YOU .
❤
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Brave ,Beautiful and Different
- “Being different isn’t a bad thing. It means you’re brave enough to be yourself.” – Luna Lovegood ( Harry Potter Deathly Hallows )
Intoduction :
Last Sunday the 21st of March was Down Syndrome Day to honor this day and as part of the awareness campaign schools and all over social media encourages everyone to wear two different kinds of socks . This day is called “gekke sokken dag” or as translated in englisg crazy socks day . This is to symbolize that IT IS OKEY TO BE DIFFERENT .
Yesterday ( 23rd of March)
It was one of those working days but yesterday gave me some take away to ponder.
Alice my 5 years playmate ( I refer her as my playmate ) along with her sister Aude came to me running as I arrived at thier house . The girls wore two unpaired socks of course I know why…
Alice : Jeeee I am wearing two different socks because it is crazy socks day at my school and Aude too.
Me: ooooh that looks fun .. and do you know why you are wearing those socks ?
Alice : yes , because SOMETIMES IT IS OKEY TO BE DIFFERENT my teacher told us that .
Me : indeed .. that is nice Alice ..
She was about to wear her shoes .. then she stop mid-way look at me and said ” well if is is okey to be different why hide it with a pair of shoes?”
She stopped turn to me and said ” I should wear unpair of shoes too with that everyone will know that IT IS OKEY TO BE DIFFERENT ”
She then go on picked two different kinds of shoes
Reflection :
To a child its is just the way it should be …But to the society that we are existing we should always be reminded that everyone of us is unique .
We must learn to respect and honor our differences whether it is the physical attributes or emotional development.
We must never forget to EMBRACE THE UNIQUENESS IN US .
TO All of US .. BE BRAVE WE ARE BEAUTIFUL IN OUR OWN WAY
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Journey towards Body acceptance
“Life is too short to be unkind to YOURSELF” — Holly Habeck
We tend to project and give in to the pressure of the society on what beauty is and the ideal body looks like . I am no exception to these I am 100% a whore to fit in the body image . I call myself Ms. Wanting to fit in .
This is where all it started
As a child I was always been chubby , I never had a complexity with my body . People who are dear to me have always accepted the way I am .
At 4 years Until adolescence came knocking on my door .. Suddenly , I wanted to be the muse instead of a class mayor .. but year after year I never became one .
Induction of Officers for Circle K club U.P Tacloban chapter Insecurities towards my body image started to creep in … I started to diet ..yes ! I tried all kinds of diet craze Atkins , fruit diet , cracker diet , no carbs, I just mimic the fad without understanding the principle behind every eating principles ..I yo-yoed my way through the “acceptable body” to the point that I have suffered an eating disorder .
Eating disorder the answer of my dreams ?
Just right after college I became more obsessed with controlling my weight .
It all started with just 2 spoons of rice and it has escalated to almost not eating ..The hunger sensations gave pleasure . My once chubby self has now changed into “the acceptable size ” .
I barely eat and even drinking water gave me that sense of fear and guilt to become fat . Hence anything that comes into my system must come out , Vomitting is the solution . I have the body that I have always dreamed of ( as I believed so)
Vomitting gave me that sense of control …
I had started with anorexia then turn to bulimia .. A love affair that would stay with me for quite awhile . I can still remember vividly how I would walked in and out to the kitchen of my aunt’s house ( I was living with them) so they won’t suspect that I haven’t eaten yet or I would tell my aunt that I ate with my friends or at my friends house, I always have an excuse ready to avoid eating.
Food at this phase is both an enemy and lover . There were days that just by staring I could visualize what’s in it and find reasons why I shouldn’t eat it . And if I do, it must come out of my system as fast as possible.
There were days when I would just eat because I felt the hunger. But then ended up feeling guilty because I ate .. and I would punished myself .
It was an endless vicious cycle .. I thought it was a part of a diet and has denied the fact that I have an early on set of anorexia -bulimia .
When you suffered from eating disorders it stays with you even if you have overcome the adversity .. It is like having a sleeping demons inside of you that would be awaken anytime a situation becomes uncontrollable or you want to punish yourself.
Looking stunning from the outside ..suffering from the inside The Turning Point
December 25, 2003 as I battled my inner demons I gave birth to a beautiful son . It’s the only perfect unconditional love that I know. I would do anything and everything for him and that includes healing myself.
Rerouting to a healthier path is never easy . It is a cocktail of relapsing , patience and moving forward . All I know is that giving up is not an option.
Embracing my womanhood means it is not compromising yourself to the fads of diet schemes . It is appreciating every curves and marks that my body has . Sleeping at a decent time and eating the right healthy portion .
Exercise at least 30 mins a day would help clear your mind and cleanse your skin . Yoga is my favorite it is in harmony with my whole being with respect and acceptance to who I was and who I am now .
LOVE HEALS …
The cardinal rule of becoming healthy are Exercise , Proper diet , adequate sleep and LOVE .
Love plays a major role here .. this is the basic principle in succeeding into our health goals .
Because of Love we will try to respect and listen to our body. It is due to this respect that we are motivated to nourish both our body and mind ( through meditation )
Love pushes us to honor our agreement with our health . This is manifested through our dedication towards our exercise goals .
Love radiates inward that would makes us feel better . Loves exudes outward as our confidence grow and our determination persevere .
Love taught me and is teaching me lessons .
As Rumi said
“Let yourself be drawn by the stronger pull of that which you truly love.”
Special thanks to my editor
Ms.Marelle Apas who patiently read every single word of my chaotic blog
My Family who helped me walked through the challenges of life and My Friends , my personal dolphins who listens with open soul.. forever grateful
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We start here
I murmur through my thoughts
Whisper through the winds
My heart felt the rush of joy , of excitement as I would embark a journey within me .
Searching the deepest voice of my soul . Unfolding the face of my heart .
Here I write ,I express my vulnerability ..
Join me as we wonder through my mind
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