According to metaphysical teachings, you are not a body, you are pure consciousness. Your body is the physical representation of that consciousness, expressing as you in a three dimensional world. 
Over-identification with the body and placing undue pressure on it taxes the nervous system in ways that we have only begun to realize. This pressure can be blatant, as in flogging ourselves with self-judgement while imposing on it the aesthetic du jour, or the pressure can come in more subtle ways, like trying to live in today’s unnatural world of technology and social media. 
The body used to do the things technology now does for us. It was meant to interact with other bodies, body to body, not avatar to avatar on social media.
If the pandemic taught us anything, it taught us this.
I have no answers here, but maybe just a suggestion to be aware of the knot in the gut of your perfect body that’s begging you to notice when something is amiss.

Today, I recognize the perfection of my physical body as healthy, whole and complete. I’m filled with gratitude for the myriad ways it allows me to express in this beautiful world. I allow it to be the body perfect that it already is.

Mindfulness is the practice of holding your awareness in the present moment without judgement or evaluation. Sounds easy. It’s not. Especially that pesky judgement and evaluation part. 
We sift and sort, and impose meaning so it all makes sense…to us. We’re actually pretty creative when it comes to making up stories. But everything is, in its essence, neutral before we overlay our narratives—a mental habit that only drags the past into the present.  

Fresh eyes allow fresh experiences.

Give it a go, and when you find yourself taking a mental road trip, come back to center and begin again.

In this moment, all is.
​lick here to edit.

I’m always misplacing my earbuds. I’ll run around the house rifling through everything, sometimes checking the same places two or three times. As soon as I say out loud, “Where did I put my earbuds???” they immediately show up. It’s like the Powers that Be are just waiting…amused and wondering when I’m going to ask for help.
Maybe I should try this for the more important things in life.

Today I remember to just ask, then turn it over and allow something greater than myself to take the reins. 
Filled with gratitude!