Asking for Help

Take a deep breath, then place your hand on your heart and be brave enough to ask for help.

I have an issue I've been struggling with for quite some time, probably my whole life. It started when I was a child and my mom would tell me "Oh honey, don't eat that because it will make you fat!" Please parents, grandparents, aunts, uncles, and care givers of any kind, NEVER say that to a child. Please, and thank you!

You see, I wasn't even fat or heavy, but my mother’s fear of me becoming so overshadowed the reality. Heavens, I was a kid!

Being a kid and wanting a Twinkie is normal; having it held away from you only causes you to find a way to get what you want... and so I did. I liked my body - my mom didn't.

She feared something so much that it made me believe it, and then I manifested it in my life....

because she had seen me as fat.

This is a good time to share my dear friend James Van Praag’s saying,

"What people think of you is none of your business." Well, I wish I had known James as a kid!

Fast forward to today: I am at one of the highest weights I have ever been! Yikes, 225!

I am only 5 foot 2 inches and that is way too much weight to have on this frame of mine.

I am achy and sore and don't fit comfortably in most seats. I am sad and feel miserable.

Now how can I coach “happy” from this state? I struggle. So this morning, in my gratitude rampage that I do every morning, I stopped and called forth God, Mother Mary, all the Archangels, my Spirit guides, and my entire spiritual family…

I held my hand on my heart and I asked for help.

This is HUGE because for the first time in my life, I am not going to beat myself up for my weight. I am going to love the pounds away and release them. I am asking for strength and guidance and, most of all, support from my spiritual family to help me get my physical body to being as strong and healthy as my mind and my spirit… returning to me a complete balance between Body - Mind - Spirit! Yeah!

Today I am taking another spoonful of my own medicine. I always laugh at Spirit when I see a spoonful of my own medicine coming my way. Then I know it is time to practice what I preach!

I teach people to call Spirit and ask for help. I write and blog about it and, most of all, I know it works. Yet, stubborn me thinks I don't need help, that I've got this. Well I don't. I am miserable and I am done living this way, so I will bravely hold my hand on my heart, take a deep breath in, and ask for help!

And so it is!