I am challenging myself to write a post every single day in May, to kickstart my writing again. I will be following some prompt words that I ‘stole’ from somebody on instagram. Here is my tenth post.
Bo dies in this one.
Bo?! Oh no. We love Bo.
Also you spoiled this on me.
Oh sorry. I thought you watched it.
So Bo dies, huh?
Yep. Bo dies.
(Sorry I had to do that.)
The gory fact of the matter is, our bodies are vessels in which our souls reside. They are the transport systems which our souls use to navigate the earth. Communication systems our souls use to impart feelings and emotions and thoughts to one another.
They are perishable, extinguishable and yet hugely capable.
Vulnerable, weak and simultaneously strong.
Resilient, tough, prone to accident and illness.
Our bodies are a gift. An imperfect perfection.
This is why in some religions it is a tenet of the faith to take care of the body.
These days people think taking care of the mind is more important, and while this is true of course, people forget that sometimes in order to have a healthy mind one must also have a healthy body.
Filling your body with nutrient-depleting foods and shouting at the world not to ‘shame’ you for it won’t make you happy. Sure, be happy with your body and your weight, but make sure your body is getting the love it deserves.
If that means eating well and treating oneself now and again then that is most suitable. If it means moving, dancing, walking, hiking, laughing, cycling, staring at beautiful things, then certainly your body shall thank you and your mind will be in harmony with your body.
It doesn’t matter if you have a bit of podge, it does matter if you let that bit of podge get you down. Just love your body and treat it well, and you will reap plenty of mental wellness rewards. That is what I think.
What do you think about all this?