Getting to Your Goodness - A Love Story
Monday, October 5th, 2009Welcome back!
Everyone has at least one cross to bear. No one gets away without at least one. Ever. Some crosses are big; some small. Some are heavy. Some are psychological and thus, invisible. I’ve always been particularly galled by the fact that my cross to bear was big, heavy and visible. Three strikes!
I’ll bet you know exactly what I mean, don’t you? You’ve felt it too. You know the pain. And you despise this burden, don’t you? I have felt that way for over 65 years. It’s only recently that I’ve been able to set down this cross, dust off my hands and knees, and settle back into the harmony of my own wonderful being and have that be enough. Did you just sigh and ask yourself “How did she do that?” I will be telling you the story about my how.
Obesity has always been and is still the main catalyst in my life. Trying to solve this complex problem has dragged me through therapy, dieting, acupuncture, spas, hypnosis, fasting, high colonics, the est training, the convent, the Church of Religious Science, weekend group intensives, spiritual retreats, indiscriminate sex, smoking cigarettes, smoking marijuana, studying Eschatology, reading hundreds of books, hours of meditative introspection, making and losing dozens of friends, looking for satisfaction in my career, and swimming naked in an algae-laden frog-filled pool owned by “God” near San Diego.
You’re with me each page of the way. The growing incidence of obesity in our country clutches at my heart and makes me want to prove what I understand for me and then for you, because I love you.
I know that you are another me, struggling to discover your unencumbered self. I know what that’s like and that’s why I’m sharing my healing with you. You’re invited to step onto my path any time you choose. I’ll tell you the stories to catch you up because I’ve been at this for a long time.
You and I are in an incredible learning curve on earth during our few short years here. Ultimately, I think that the understanding we each unfold truly IS our life, and I believe it is the one thing of substance we ultimately do take with us.
This leads me to believe that when Jesus said “Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends,” he meant “If you want to exemplify the kind of love I’ve shown you, share all that you understand with your friends.” That surely is what he did. It’s what I’m doing now, as instructed.
It is an amazingly powerful place that I’m in, writing to you with the full knowledge that with this writing and the processing of all my sublimated feelings of hurt and anger, I am curing my mistaken sense of self.
I can see your eyebrows go up and your forehead furrow with doubt. That’s okay. I’ve seen your doubt before. I’ve come so far in this process of healing my sense of self that I now know beyond any fear or doubt that I’ve experienced in the past, this time is the charm, the period at the end of the sentence.
This is an excerpt from “My Cats Have Seen Me Naked.” Reading the whole book can help you turn on the “I love and accept myself as is” switch. You can purchase it here.



