
I have said that to myself hundreds, no, thousands of times over my life. Maybe millions. And I am thinking that right now. Luckily, I am in a very curious mood.
As a student of βthought workβ, I firmly believe we are in charge of our feelings. Often it seems someone or something else is in charge (or I want them to be). But, more often now, I see itβs all me.
Sometimes it is painfully obvious that my brain is in charge.
Sometimes it is delightfully obvious that my brain is in charge.
So back to the belly. And me thinking itβs too big, feeling like I have an inner tube wrapped around my waist. It seems so true. Just a fact. Itβs so automatic, just a physical sensation, right?
How about I play around with how that feeling π’ππππ© be created by a thought.
Maybe the physical sensation is real, an awareness of the space my body is taking up. But the description of βfatβ is chock full of all kinds of negative vibes. That are now racing all over my body creating a general sensation of βyuckβ.
Caused by my thoughts about the word βfatβ.
Over which I have control.
Which I can allow to surface on that river of thoughts and pass right on by. Or grab at them, pull them out and hold on out of habit. Today? Iβm taking a good look at the result, the βyuckβ, and I toss those thoughts back in the river.
I choose, βMy belly feels full.β βMy belly feels alive.β βMy belly is part of me.β
Maybe, when you want to live your best lifeβ¦.
Size doesnβt matter.
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