Why is it that when it comes to utility companies and other large service providers the common saying is 'don't treat me like a number', yet when it comes to the numbers on the scales and on our clothing we tend to reduce ourselves to a number. So much so that for many of us, when we see the number as higher than we deem acceptable, we are already telling ourselves that we're unworthy or setting an internal intention to have a bad day, but if that number is lower, we equate that to better and we have a spring in our step.Read More
Our relationship with food is a reflection of other relationships in our lives. It is these areas that become wonderful doorways for us to walk through to help us discover the things that can cause our discomfort around food, body image or weight. As women, one of the most impactful doorways to walk through for exploration is how our relationship with food is a mirror of our relationship with our mothers.Read More
Just a few years ago, I remember getting to the end of Summer and thinking ‘oh I wish I had gone swimming’, having spent another Summer avoiding both the beach and the pool because I felt that I was too large, that I took up too much space, that my legs were not tanned enough, that everyone would be looking at me and disapproving. I was determined that I would only go again once my body was ‘good enough’ to be seen in swimmers in public. And I would regret it each Summer.Read More
How often do you take the time to feel what it’s like to be in your body? Not just the feelings of aches and pains you might experience, but the feelings of how your breath moves through your body, the expansion of your belly or lungs when you inhale, the way your body moves when you do?Read More
I remember a time when I stopped buying food that I thought was bad, knowing that I couldn’t keep it in the house without eating it – or thinking about eating it.
I would buy say a bag of potato chips, serve myself just a small amount and put the rest in the pantry. But then it felt like the pantry was calling me, the chips were saying ‘eat me’, I couldn’t leave the rest of the bag.Read More
What does freedom look like to you?
If you weren't thinking about what to eat, when to eat, worried about what you looked like, whether you were good enough (hint: you already are). If you were to break away from dieting, from checking the scale each day and letting the number control your calorie intake or your mood, from your guilt around eating things you think are ‘bad’ for you, what would life look like?Read More