Originally written for The Huffington Post One evening an old Cherokee told his grandson about a battle that goes on inside people. He said, “My son, the battle is between 2 “wolves” inside us all. One is Evil. It is anger, envy, jealousy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego. The other is Good. It is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, co
Originally posted on the Huffington Post Last spring, the UK Fashion Retailer New Look was blasted for promoting dieting messages to some of its youngest shoppers. The shop offered a set of pajamas with a pizza slice pattern and the words “cheat day” emblazoned across the chest. This culturally driven, heavily loaded piece of clothing was found in the children’s section, where sizes are dedicated to 7-to-12-year-olds. I’m sure whoever came up with this idea, as well as the pe
Originally posted on Huffington Post "Look at all those rolls!! And that tummy,” a fellow mom said adoringly.
“Yeah, but I hope she’s not fat when she gets older,” replied the toddler’s mother without skipping a beat. It starts early, this body shaming. So freaking early. Not to mention by the people who love us most. I glanced over at my two beautiful babies. They were playing independently- blissfully unaware of their own bodies, or of the excessive obsession that adults a
Originally posted on Huffington Post I'd like to say that my experience at the Korean spa was relaxing, but I think that a more accurate description would be that it was interesting. Interesting to see so many women comfortable in their own skin, interesting to see women going about their cleansing rituals without giving a second thought to their bodies (or anyone else's), interesting to observe the culture within the entire space -- within the different rooms, interesting to
Originally posted on Twiniversity.com I can't really explain how my pregnancy taught me to eat intuitively until you understand why eating was such a big deal for me. My history with food and body image is not a good one. For 15 years I suffered, unable to pull myself out of the murky eating disorder waters long enough to reach out for help. I couldn't understand when people were concerned about my deteriorating health. My "eating disorder self" told me two things: one, that
Originally posted on Huffington Post A few years back, my husband gave me a charming and eye-opening anniversary card. On the cover were little buttons forming the shape of a big heart. His message inside read: If I could give you one thing in life, I would give you the ability to see yourself through my eyes. Only then, would you see how special you are to me. The idea that we each perceived "me" in different ways was not a new concept to me. It was however, a subtle reminde