Do you ever feel like it's impossible to accept your body as it is right now? Maybe you just can't wrap your head around how it can be so wonderful when you're struggling with X, Y, or Z issue. Well, I've been in that boat before, and believe me, it wasn't always smooth sailing. I thought I was damaged from stress and anxiety, and I was really unable to accept my body when I felt perpetually overwhelmed. In this post, though, I hope to share something that not only helped me better manage stress and anxiety but actually helped me foster a more loving relationship with my body as well. I'm excited to share with you exactly what holy yoga taught me about body acceptance!
let me set the scene
During summer of last year, I began going to a holy yoga class each week. I'd never taken a yoga class before, but I wanted to try something new that I heard could help with stress and anxiety. I was a wreck more often than I'd like to admit, and I knew I was ready to add some restorative movement into my regimen.
So, I downloaded a free app called MINDBODY, typed in my information, and it generated a list of nearby classes and schedules. All I had to do was book the studio, day, and time, and then I filled out all of the paperwork (re: a waiver) right from my phone. The fact that I stumbled upon a holy yoga class (I didn't even know it was a thing) was fantastic!
What is holy yoga?
I don't know about every holy yoga class, but I can share a little about the one I take. During my class, there's instrumental music played along with worship music. The instructor reads verses for us to meditate on and walks us through guided meditations to help us visually experience the verses in our mind—all while doing various yoga poses and flows.
Here's what holy yoga taught me about body acceptance:
When we slow down enough to take care of the bodies we've been given and show them the attention, love, and kindness they need, they actually do a beautiful job of taking care of us.
body acceptance doesn't happen all at once
Each of the things discussed above happened in their own time. Some I realized quickly into my experience, and some I have only recently come to grasp. This is just like body acceptance—we start by taking baby steps to respect our bodies. When I began taking this class I was taking a baby step to give my body the restful and restorative movement it was craving.
Somewhere down the line this shifted into a trust that I hadn't previously had with my body. I was able to trust it to do new and more difficult poses and flows, and it could trust me to stop when difficult became painful or harmful. Then, I came to a place of acceptance with my body where I embraced that it has limits but also continues to grow and surprise me with what it's learned or developed the ability to do (through practice!).
Please know that the path to body acceptance isn't linear. It's not cut-and-dried or as-easy-as-1-2-3. I've shared what holy yoga taught me about body acceptance, but this is a small piece of a singular aspect of my journey. There are so many areas of my life where I'm cultivating this respect→trust→acceptance, and sometimes I'm sailing on rough, uncharted waters. It's a practice, though, and I'm so grateful for it.
Thank you for letting me share, and I hope this post helps inspire and encourage you on your journey!
Looking for resources on body acceptance? Check out my resources page for some trusted and highly recommended options!
The notorious plant killer
I am a notorious plant killer. You might say I'm a killer of plants. You could even say... well, you get the idea. For years I've professed to have a black thumb because I just can't figure out how to keep plants alive. It's the darnedest thing, too, because I follow ALL of the instructions (okay, MOST of them anyway). I read the little tags that tell me what to do, I water them on the days I'm supposed to and put them in the light like I'm told, and I pick off dead leaves and blooms as needed. At my very best gardening hour they were barely surviving—"thriving" was really never a term associated with plants in my care.
Let's try again, shall we?
I recently got two plants for my office, and my friend (who manages the floral department at a local grocery, no less!) assured me that these two plants were Sydney-proof (re: idiot-proof). She told me to water them twice a week and keep them in diffused sunlight. "Cool", I thought, "I can handle this."
So today was my first day to water them, and I got a little cup of water from the water fountain and went to town. The first plant felt dry so I gave him what I thought was a good amount of water. I noticed, though, that he soaked it right on up so I gave him a little more. He held on to that splash, too, but he looked nice and moist so I left him alone. I went into the other part of my office to water his brother, and I just watered him the same as his brother. When I did this, though, the brother's pot quickly overflowed with water and made a mess all over the bookshelf.
...Here's some encouragement!
In case you need some encouragement, I want to share some songs with you I listen to often and find to be encouraging in times of struggle.
Danny Gokey - Tell Your Heart to Beat Again
During a particularly tough season I experienced last year, I found this song randomly on the radio. I instantly connected with it, and it helped me when I thought my whole world had fallen apart.
Here's an excerpt: "Shattered, like you've never been before. The life you knew, in a thousand pieces on the floor. Words fall short in times like these, when this world drives you to your knees. You think you're never gonna get back to the you that you used to be. Tell your heart to beat again..."
How Did Simply You Nutrition Begin?
Well, it's interesting. The beginnings of Simply You Nutrition come from a farsighted desire to own my own practice, but I was not actively pursuing the desire until recently. I was, of course, gleaning information and wisdom here and there from respected nutrition professionals and various life experiences along the way, but I just wasn't seeking it out.
Then, one day in the not-so-distant-past, my employer and I found ourselves at an impasse. Now, Merriam-Webster defines impasse as "a predicament affording no obvious escape" or a "deadlock". I, however, am using the term to more specifically describe "an immediate position elimination brought about by company downsizing". While I did not have a vote in the matter, I am honestly grateful for this opportunity I've been given. It was, after all, through this "impasse" my business was born.
Hi there! I'm Sydney Cavero-Egúsquiza.
I'm a small town Oklahoma dietitian with a passion for enjoying life. I love Disneyland, Smarties, and sharing time with family. My mission? To help individuals enjoy their lives by making peace with food and trusting their bodies!