Well past 60 and still Bloggin

I'm on a mission to fall in love deeply wholly and profoundly in love with my body.  This is going to be an ADVENTURE.
I already have a mindset that it will be hard as I have a huge list of why I don't:
 1.  I am my biggest self.
 2.  My hormones are in low supply.
 3.Betrayal.
 4.  I have shortness of breath with exercise.
and a question arises "Are these demons to be exorcised or concepts that are true.  and What does it look like to be the center of this love.
I'll begin with the body list  (warning some of this is grafic and not suitable for small minds)
FEET
I send love to my feet.  They are small and have cute toes.  They move quite well and allow me to stand.
Ankles
They are no longer rage-full or cause me distress.   (years ago the skin around my ankles was covered with psoriasis.)
CALF
Are strong and sturdy and really hold me up.  They have a nice curve.
THIGHS
(This is where it begins to get ugly)Are armored and protected.  Louise Hay* intimates that heavy thighs are a result of anger @ the father-   I can be with that.
VULVA
is covered in fat and protecting my vulnerability.
(I severed my fertility at the age of 25) and consequently have feel cut off from creativity.
DIGESTION
As a function has cause me issues since i was 13.  So much to dislike
Sugar is used to reward and soothe and actually punishes my body
PANCREAS
is dealing with to much  too much toooo much. I put a lot of stress on my pancreas.
BELLY FAT
more protection.  Just for the record I do not believe that a person can BE fat.  Fat is something a BODY has and not a state of being.

BREASTS
are aging gracefully. Not quite as sensitive as once were and are most likely craving attention.
NECK
is a source of stiffness and is tight.
SHOULDERS
SPINE
sometimes reminds me that I long for support
HEAD
is of good shape.
FACE
Leaves me wanting-  it's a bit  too round and needs enhancements.
TEETH
are discusting and unappealing.
NOSE
cute and small and not obtrusive  and currently clear of  yuck.
HAIR
always needs assistance,to which I currently attend.

WITH all this JUDGEMENT a MIRACLE exists.  I LIVE..  THIS BODY CONTINUES TO BREATHE ---MOVE--- LAUGH ---FEEL  ----EXPRESS.  A BODY CAN SURVIVE THIS AMOUNT OF HATE.  THE WAY TO LOVING MY BODY IS NOT  TO DISGUARD OR  GET RID OF BUT THROUGH  THE HATE AND TO APPRECIATE THE MIRACLE /GRACE THAT CAN SURVIVE AND THRIVE


  


*Louise Hay reference to You Can Heal Your Life  paraphrased