“Many American towns with "burg" in their names used to end as "burgh." In the late 19th century, a federal bureau demanded that they drop the silent final "h." The people of Pittsburgh rose, up, however, and demanded the right to retain their precious "h." Their wish was granted. I strongly advise you to be inspired by Pittsburgh's adamant insistence on maintaining its identity, Virgo. Don't let yourself be truncated, abbreviated, or standardized.” - Freewillastrology
Hey
maybe I’ll be an Artist.
Decorate my downtown apartment
in pinks and purples
reds and blues.
Maybe I’ll be the next Audra
Or Liza
Or Julia
Or Anita.
Maybe I’ll dance through town like I owned the place
everyone will know my name
and want to follow me.
Maybe I will do yoga every day
so my body will be tone
I’ll drink things that are green and thin
And my digestive tract will be as clean as a whistle.
Maybe I’ll spend my days flipping through backstage
in my studio apartment
in just-south-of-the-Manhattan-border-Brooklyn
feeding my cat kibbles and bits
smoking a cigarette
and laughing at the voices in my head.
Maybe I’ll pay too much for alcohol
and go mad trying to pay for food
and never make my rent on time
get kicked out
and have to move into a commune somewhere
somewhere far from my home
New York City.
Maybe I’ll believe that one day I’ll be a working artist
That someone will find me
Wind blowing in my face
Beautiful.
Maybe I’ll keep believing
and walking
and going on
no matter what.
Maybe I’ll spend my live in Love with my fellow artists in the struggle
Because
They are
My family.
Hey
maybe I’ll just be a lawyer instead.
Sure, there have been surprises. Some, not so fun. But you have to admit, Holland, with hindsight, moving forward was actually easy. Something worth remembering,
The Universe
And there have been surprises, Holland, that suddenly changed your entire life for the better, and there will be many more. Jumanji, baby.
Lately I’ve been really into watching SISTER ACT and SISTER ACT II. I think it’s because I’m so in Love with music. I think it’s because I know that feeling that Whoopi Goldberg is so brilliant at conveying, which is finding out that that thing that you do so well can actually help others. Your Love can affect the world. If you shine, you can help others to shine even brighter with their own fire. I’ve done it abroad, I’ve done at school and I think it’s time for me to bring it back home. I think it’s time for me to get out there and show the world my joy: to shine my light further than before.
I really hope the world is ready because I certainly am.
“Holland, you're the only person who knows what's right for you.
The only one.
And if you already know what this is, commit to it. If you don't, commit to nothing.
Only you know…Whether you commit or not, Holland, get busy. There are still things to do, doors to knock on, stones to overturn, trees to befriend....” – The Universe
”In her haunting tune "One Blood," Virgo singer Lila Downs confesses that "the deepest fear [is] my desire." I personally know many Virgos who make a similar lament. How about you? Is there any way in which you are scared of the power of your longing? Do you ever find yourself reluctant to unleash the full force of your passion, worried that it could drive you out of control or lead you astray? If so, the coming weeks will be prime time to face down your misgivings. It's time to liberate your desires, at least a little.” -Freewillastrology
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Sex is emotion in motion. ~Mae West
A correction: without changing my original words, I want to acknowledge a flaw in this entry. It was brought to my attention that this post makes it seem like I've never felt Love or that my past partners have never respected me. This was not my intention. I realize that the words do say that and that's why I don't want to change them because what was said was said and I don't want to try to amend that by erasing what was frivolously typed. What I'd like people reading this to know is the following: I am feeling a new sense of self-Love and self-worth. Because of this, I am able to let someone else appreciate me in a way that I haven't experienced before. I have Loved others and they have Loved and respected me as well. What I haven't been able to do is give my whole and best self to someone. I wish I could have done this earlier because it would have made a lot of changes in my past. I am sorry that I didn't make this clear in this entry.
“Some Virgos just have that rare piece of rack that makes them appear so motherly.” – Sexstrology
Sorry I haven’t written in a while…even though I’ve only got about 4 followers, I still feel bad.
I’ve had several horoscopes recently that have resonated with me, not the least of which is the following:
“The nature of the game is changing. Do you know which game I'm referring to? I mean the one that everyone's playing but no one's acknowledging they're playing. The rules of the game had held steady for quite some time, but recently they began to shift. Now even the game's rewards are in the process of metamorphosing. My advice? You don't necessarily need to splash a big dose of raw candor all over the place, but I do recommend that you at least tell yourself the truth about what's going on.”
Ladies and gentlemen, I think I’ve fallen in Love. I didn’t believe it myself, knowing my history. I didn’t think it was possible. I thought I was doomed to a life of running from what I wanted most: someone to love me who I could Love.
So I made a list. I made a list of everything I wanted in a partner and everything I wanted to be a partner. Mostly it was about confidence. Mostly, I wanted someone who would spend all their energy on me and I wanted to accept it because I. Am. Worth. It.
“Virgo has a secret confidence” – Sexstrology.
“And what if, Holland, you'd be bathed in love since birth, but you'd only discover this once you began sharing it - would you roll the dice?” – The Universe
So, I wrote this little list in my journal, not really thinking much of it. I mean, I believed that maybe when I was 80, I’d find that person. But…
...I was in one of those periods – one of those times when everything is going wrong and I hated myself and I wasn’t treating others or myself with the proper respect. I was taking advantage of everyone and letting myself rot in the process.
“Virgo is the type who are well adjusted to make changes in their life.” – Sexstrology
Well, it wasn’t long until I had really messed up a friendship that meant a lot to me and I realized I needed a break. I needed to stop reaching out to others for what I wanted in myself. I took 36 hours off of social networking.
It was the most glorious 36 hours of my entire life.
When I finally returned, I was a little overwhelmed with some responses and underwhelmed with others. You see, I had spent the night with someone who I realized was everything I wanted. And because I had chosen to be completely honest with them, the whole thing unraveled with great love and respect. I hadn’t heard from them in a week and that’s partially why I chose to turn my phone off along with my computer. I still hadn’t heard from this person so I decided to text him myself.
This was the beginning.
“Be honest and considerate with a #Scorpio. They are protective of their feelings, and a Scorpio's feelings are often strong.” -Sexstrology
Without getting into too many details, I’ll just tell you that this beautiful relationship flourished. Something I’ve never felt before – not infatuation, not a desperate need for another person but a communal sense of worth and respect. I care for him and he cares for me. Even Kyle says I look happier and more comfortable than I have in the past.
I want to acknowledge that this is not the End. This is not what’s going to ‘fix’ my issues with self-love or body love. The process, though, that led me to this beautiful moment, will be with me forever: it will be a new tool for the down times. Hope, patience and, of course, a little flirtation and conjuring, even when I don’t think I can. All of those require self-respect. All of those require self-love. To wait is to believe. To believe is to trust. To trust is absolutely divine.
Now to trust this relationship with yet another crazy semester between two people in two different states…
I don't quite get how there can be so many gorgeous people in time and space, Holland, yet so few who choose to see their own beauty.
Choose this, gorgeous.
I do,
The Universe
Are you kidding, Holland? You're way above average! Oh, go on, laugh.
“Some Virgos just have that rare piece of rack that makes them appear so motherly.” – Sexstrology
Sorry I haven’t written in a while…even though I’ve only got about 4 followers, I still feel bad.
I’ve had several horoscopes recently that have resonated with me, not the least of which is the following:
“The nature of the game is changing. Do you know which game I'm referring to? I mean the one that everyone's playing but no one's acknowledging they're playing. The rules of the game had held steady for quite some time, but recently they began to shift. Now even the game's rewards are in the process of metamorphosing. My advice? You don't necessarily need to splash a big dose of raw candor all over the place, but I do recommend that you at least tell yourself the truth about what's going on.”
Ladies and gentlemen, I think I’ve fallen in Love. I didn’t believe it myself, knowing my history. I didn’t think it was possible. I thought I was doomed to a life of running from what I wanted most: someone to love me who I could Love.
So I made a list. I made a list of everything I wanted in a partner and everything I wanted to be a partner. Mostly it was about confidence. Mostly, I wanted someone who would spend all their energy on me and I wanted to accept it because I. Am. Worth. It.
“Virgo has a secret confidence” – Sexstrology.
“And what if, Holland, you'd be bathed in love since birth, but you'd only discover this once you began sharing it - would you roll the dice?” – The Universe
So, I wrote this little list in my journal, not really thinking much of it. I mean, I believed that maybe when I was 80, I’d find that person. But…
...I was in one of those periods – one of those times when everything is going wrong and I hated myself and I wasn’t treating others or myself with the proper respect. I was taking advantage of everyone and letting myself rot in the process.
“Virgo is the type who are well adjusted to make changes in their life.” – Sexstrology
Well, it wasn’t long until I had really messed up a friendship that meant a lot to me and I realized I needed a break. I needed to stop reaching out to others for what I wanted in myself. I took 36 hours off of social networking.
It was the most glorious 36 hours of my entire life.
When I finally returned, I was a little overwhelmed with some responses and underwhelmed with others. You see, I had spent the night with someone who I realized was everything I wanted. And because I had chosen to be completely honest with them, the whole thing unraveled with great love and respect. I hadn’t heard from them in a week and that’s partially why I chose to turn my phone off along with my computer. I still hadn’t heard from this person so I decided to text him myself.
This was the beginning.
“Be honest and considerate with a #Scorpio. They are protective of their feelings, and a Scorpio's feelings are often strong.” -Sexstrology
Without getting into too many details, I’ll just tell you that this beautiful relationship flourished. Something I’ve never felt before – not infatuation, not a desperate need for another person but a communal sense of worth and respect. I care for him and he cares for me. Even Kyle says I look happier and more comfortable than I have in the past.
I want to acknowledge that this is not the End. This is not what’s going to ‘fix’ my issues with self-love or body love. The process, though, that led me to this beautiful moment, will be with me forever: it will be a new tool for the down times. Hope, patience and, of course, a little flirtation and conjuring, even when I don’t think I can. All of those require self-respect. All of those require self-love. To wait is to believe. To believe is to trust. To trust is absolutely divine.
Now to trust this relationship with yet another crazy semester between two people in two different states…
I don't quite get how there can be so many gorgeous people in time and space, Holland, yet so few who choose to see their own beauty.
Choose this, gorgeous.
I do,
The Universe
Are you kidding, Holland? You're way above average! Oh, go on, laugh.
Christina Hendricks. YAHS.
Christina Hendricks Empowers Curvy Women to Get Their Sexy On
by Eudie Pak
Oct 9th, 2010 | 1:36 PM
If the saying ‘Real Women Have Curves’ is true, then ‘Mad Men’s Christina Hendricks is about as real as you can get.
In the upcoming November issue of Harper’s Bazaar, the gorgeous redhead—who plays the emotionally disenchanted Joan Harris on the Emmy-Award winning show—graces the cover and shares her experiences on how her full figure has brought on a wave of positive attention.
Hendricks tells the mag that during ‘Mad Men’s first season, a fan walked up to her while she was having dinner with her husband, Geoffrey Arend, and said: “‘Excuse me, I just want to tell you that I watch your show, and you make me feel better about myself. I am a curvy woman, and you’ve made me feel sexy and beautiful.’ I got teary eyed.”
Record ‘Mad Men’ on Your DVR on xfinityTV.com
But make no mistake: Hendricks’ God-given endowments wouldn’t be getting half the kudos if it were not coupled with her pneumatic Marilyn Monroe-esque sex appeal—and the flirty overtures she’s been getting from fans of both the female and gay men variety are proof enough.
“Women hit on me,” she laughs. “My husband thinks it’s so odd that so many women hit on me. Gay men, too. They say to me, ‘Well, I’m not straight, but if I was…’ I think it’s so flattering.”
So in a time where thin is still predominantly in, where does the 35-year-old actress get her confidence from?
“My mother never said to lose weight. Diets were never a big deal,” she says. “My mom was always beautiful and voluptuous and curvy, and I always thought she was gorgeous.”
You can catch Hendricks’ proud curvacious self and the rest of the ‘Mad Men’ crew on Sundays at 10 p.m./EST on AMC.
by Eudie Pak
Oct 9th, 2010 | 1:36 PM
If the saying ‘Real Women Have Curves’ is true, then ‘Mad Men’s Christina Hendricks is about as real as you can get.
In the upcoming November issue of Harper’s Bazaar, the gorgeous redhead—who plays the emotionally disenchanted Joan Harris on the Emmy-Award winning show—graces the cover and shares her experiences on how her full figure has brought on a wave of positive attention.
Hendricks tells the mag that during ‘Mad Men’s first season, a fan walked up to her while she was having dinner with her husband, Geoffrey Arend, and said: “‘Excuse me, I just want to tell you that I watch your show, and you make me feel better about myself. I am a curvy woman, and you’ve made me feel sexy and beautiful.’ I got teary eyed.”
Record ‘Mad Men’ on Your DVR on xfinityTV.com
But make no mistake: Hendricks’ God-given endowments wouldn’t be getting half the kudos if it were not coupled with her pneumatic Marilyn Monroe-esque sex appeal—and the flirty overtures she’s been getting from fans of both the female and gay men variety are proof enough.
“Women hit on me,” she laughs. “My husband thinks it’s so odd that so many women hit on me. Gay men, too. They say to me, ‘Well, I’m not straight, but if I was…’ I think it’s so flattering.”
So in a time where thin is still predominantly in, where does the 35-year-old actress get her confidence from?
“My mother never said to lose weight. Diets were never a big deal,” she says. “My mom was always beautiful and voluptuous and curvy, and I always thought she was gorgeous.”
You can catch Hendricks’ proud curvacious self and the rest of the ‘Mad Men’ crew on Sundays at 10 p.m./EST on AMC.
Thursday, July 8, 2010
The Number.
The number the number the number.
Ugh.
Today, I am trying to deal with my weighing-in number. Maybe it was the scale, maybe it was the chocolate bar, maybe I'll always be this number
but I'm going to FIGHT until it doesn't matter any more.
I wanted to come on here and write a big FUCK you to the number (no, I will not give it capitals because it is not that important). I wanted to say GUESS WHAT? I don't care. I'm going to look in the mirror and I'm going to love myself anyway.
Well, I tried that and the truth is I was seeing the number all over. Oh, there's where I get the number. And under here is the number, too. I became sick over my mind's decision based on a stupid fucking number.
What I can say is this: today I am deciding to fight. fight. fight. Fight with every FUCK YOU in my being. I am not just saying "I'm working on it," and letting it get to me anyway. Today, I am making a promise to myself to fight this demon straight up, face to face. Every time the number comes into my head, I will replace it with a positive thought. Every time I think something poor about myself because of the number, I will find at least 5 things that I am grateful to have. It's selfish, isn't it? To complain about all the things we don't have. When in reality, we have so much. Each and every one of us, we are so rich with emotion and character and energy. Every single day. And there's avocados and slides and cotton candy and puppies and kittens and babies and ice cream and smiles. Why keep telling ourselves about the things that aren't as good?
As corny as it may sound...
Today, I am FIGHTING for the Good. I am FIGHTING for the Love.
"Think of someone very, very special to you.
Now feel yourself bursting with love for them.
Now mentally shower, drench, and soak them in that love.
Now mentally shower, drench, and soak yourself, Holland, in my love.
Cascades, The Universe"
Ugh.
Today, I am trying to deal with my weighing-in number. Maybe it was the scale, maybe it was the chocolate bar, maybe I'll always be this number
but I'm going to FIGHT until it doesn't matter any more.
I wanted to come on here and write a big FUCK you to the number (no, I will not give it capitals because it is not that important). I wanted to say GUESS WHAT? I don't care. I'm going to look in the mirror and I'm going to love myself anyway.
Well, I tried that and the truth is I was seeing the number all over. Oh, there's where I get the number. And under here is the number, too. I became sick over my mind's decision based on a stupid fucking number.
What I can say is this: today I am deciding to fight. fight. fight. Fight with every FUCK YOU in my being. I am not just saying "I'm working on it," and letting it get to me anyway. Today, I am making a promise to myself to fight this demon straight up, face to face. Every time the number comes into my head, I will replace it with a positive thought. Every time I think something poor about myself because of the number, I will find at least 5 things that I am grateful to have. It's selfish, isn't it? To complain about all the things we don't have. When in reality, we have so much. Each and every one of us, we are so rich with emotion and character and energy. Every single day. And there's avocados and slides and cotton candy and puppies and kittens and babies and ice cream and smiles. Why keep telling ourselves about the things that aren't as good?
As corny as it may sound...
Today, I am FIGHTING for the Good. I am FIGHTING for the Love.
"Think of someone very, very special to you.
Now feel yourself bursting with love for them.
Now mentally shower, drench, and soak them in that love.
Now mentally shower, drench, and soak yourself, Holland, in my love.
Cascades, The Universe"
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
FAT is 'Fit' With and Attitude (-MADtv)
I used to think I didn't have material for a one woman show. Well, I am now convinced I have enough material for a one woman SAGA.
Here's a story: Men and women existed. Whether you believe in the Adam and Eve theory or you're more of an Evolutionary person, let's just say that, at some point in history, Men and Women became a force in the Universe, mmk? In any case, I'm pretty sure those beings weighed their absolute natural weight because they were probably only eating from the earth. I mean, unless there's some magical passage in the Bible I don't know about that includes God putting Twix into the deli next to Moses' hut (which I probably wouldn't believe anyway since I'm a little skeptical of who actually wrote original religious texts), I think that's how Men, Women, Food and Weight initially related to one another.
ANYWAY.
They ate what was available. Then, some thousands of years later, processed foods came into the cycle. People ate them. They were easier. The enlightenment surrounding microwaves put less of a strain on dinner preparation. Companies began to feed off of peoples' need for Fast Food (in the purest sense, food that was delivered fast). None of these things promoted health, because what is healthy usually takes time. Eventually this unhealthy food became a problem for Men and Women. A panic arose because now people were larger than they [allegedly] were in some ancient Golden Era. And some people in the world weren't being fed at all. How could some be overweight and some be so much under it? It was decided that being overweight was a crime and should be punishable by a life of misery and longing-to-be-thin. Apparently, in the New World, thin people were more happy. To be a good person, Men and Women were told, one must be Thin.
Here's a question: wasn't the reason for weight gain created by the same people who now advocate extreme weight loss?
Wasn't it McDonalds who created the Big Mac...and the [lower calorie] McGrill Sandwich?
****
And now, a response to people who have brought me down recently: I read all available 70 comments in response to the book Lessons from the Fat-O-Sphere by Kate Harding and Marianne Kirby because it was endlessly fascinating and, of course, fed my unfortunate masochistic nature. If anything, it taught me to think and RETHINK my intentions the next time I want to use the term 'While...' in any of it's vicious, disingenuous forms.
trulymadly, May 11, 2009
I am not the intended audience, so the book did not speak to me. Googling "Fat-o-sphere," brings up an interesting fact (notice no quotes) from the CDC. Over 10% of healthcare costs are due to obesity. As a taxpayer, I'm helping to pay that bill. I'm all for self esteem, but denial that leads to money out of my pocket makes me angry!
So, what you're saying is: you're not the intended audience (by the way, who do you think is the intended audience?), the book didn't make sense to you and you're angry at the obesity epidemic because it means more money from you. Are you really 'all for self-esteem' or do you just need to use that term so that people don't think you're telling them to stop loving themselves in favor of your pocket money?
sophiekat, September 22, 2009
I agree that no-one should hate themselves for being fat. They should hate themselves for being failures. Kate Harding, Marianne Kirby and the entire fat acceptance movement are despicable because they are preaching the attitude of failure. The idea that it’s impossible to lose 20 or even 100 pounds, and keep it off, is absolutely laughable. I’ve done it and several of my friends have too. People like Kate Harding and Marianne Kirby don’t want you to succeed because it would only highlight their failure.
Let me see if I understand this argument. I'll give you a proof. Harding + Kirby + fat acceptance movement = attitude of Failure. Failure = hating one's self. Harding + Kirby = [attitude of] hating one's self.
If Harding + Kate = 500lbs, as some of the other comments mentioned, which is considered Morbidly Obese (or, FAT)...doesn't that mean Fat = Hating One's Self? Doesn't that falsify your initial claim?
Fat Acceptance, May 5, 2009
I suppose if you have decided that living a healthy lifestyle is not something that you want to do this might be the book for you. If you feel that a life inactivity and completely unregulated eating habits are what you want you might as well get into fat acceptance because you will get/stay obese so you might as well accept it...If you are going to be morbidly obese anyway and are too weak willed or indifferent to adopt a healthy lifestyle you are better off accepting yourself than hating yourself...While the goal of loving one's self is admirable, this book goes about reaching that goal by simply saying all we know about science is wrong.
To respond in kind, I might say this: while I think you're wrong about the goals of the Fat Acceptance Movement in the first place, I'll argue with you anyway.
To argue, I'll ask this: if an inactive life, full of unregulated eating habits and a morbidly obese body (as a result) makes someone Love everything about themselves, would you still think Loving one's self was admirable?
LittleMouse, September 3, 2009
The fatosphere and so-called fat acceptance are a joke, and a sick one at that. Just because there are some fat people who are healthy (as far as they know) and some thin people who aren't, doesn't mean it's OK to be massively overweight. It means there are many factors involved in being healthy, and bodyweight is one of them. And secondly, what part of MORBID obesity don’t you people understand?
Here is the only thing I have to say to this person and it will be my last point for now: fat acceptance - what I like to call my 'Body Project' - is something that even thin women may need. In fact, it is probably the thinner women that need it more than the curvy ones. Someone who is at weight or even underweight could look in the mirror and understand the term 'MORBID obesity' more than you could even imagine. Where is your ACCEPTANCE of the reality that not all weight issues surround physical ideals? What part of eating DISORDER don't you understand?
Here's a story: Men and women existed. Whether you believe in the Adam and Eve theory or you're more of an Evolutionary person, let's just say that, at some point in history, Men and Women became a force in the Universe, mmk? In any case, I'm pretty sure those beings weighed their absolute natural weight because they were probably only eating from the earth. I mean, unless there's some magical passage in the Bible I don't know about that includes God putting Twix into the deli next to Moses' hut (which I probably wouldn't believe anyway since I'm a little skeptical of who actually wrote original religious texts), I think that's how Men, Women, Food and Weight initially related to one another.
ANYWAY.
They ate what was available. Then, some thousands of years later, processed foods came into the cycle. People ate them. They were easier. The enlightenment surrounding microwaves put less of a strain on dinner preparation. Companies began to feed off of peoples' need for Fast Food (in the purest sense, food that was delivered fast). None of these things promoted health, because what is healthy usually takes time. Eventually this unhealthy food became a problem for Men and Women. A panic arose because now people were larger than they [allegedly] were in some ancient Golden Era. And some people in the world weren't being fed at all. How could some be overweight and some be so much under it? It was decided that being overweight was a crime and should be punishable by a life of misery and longing-to-be-thin. Apparently, in the New World, thin people were more happy. To be a good person, Men and Women were told, one must be Thin.
Here's a question: wasn't the reason for weight gain created by the same people who now advocate extreme weight loss?
Wasn't it McDonalds who created the Big Mac...and the [lower calorie] McGrill Sandwich?
****
And now, a response to people who have brought me down recently: I read all available 70 comments in response to the book Lessons from the Fat-O-Sphere by Kate Harding and Marianne Kirby because it was endlessly fascinating and, of course, fed my unfortunate masochistic nature. If anything, it taught me to think and RETHINK my intentions the next time I want to use the term 'While...' in any of it's vicious, disingenuous forms.
trulymadly, May 11, 2009
I am not the intended audience, so the book did not speak to me. Googling "Fat-o-sphere," brings up an interesting fact (notice no quotes) from the CDC. Over 10% of healthcare costs are due to obesity. As a taxpayer, I'm helping to pay that bill. I'm all for self esteem, but denial that leads to money out of my pocket makes me angry!
So, what you're saying is: you're not the intended audience (by the way, who do you think is the intended audience?), the book didn't make sense to you and you're angry at the obesity epidemic because it means more money from you. Are you really 'all for self-esteem' or do you just need to use that term so that people don't think you're telling them to stop loving themselves in favor of your pocket money?
sophiekat, September 22, 2009
I agree that no-one should hate themselves for being fat. They should hate themselves for being failures. Kate Harding, Marianne Kirby and the entire fat acceptance movement are despicable because they are preaching the attitude of failure. The idea that it’s impossible to lose 20 or even 100 pounds, and keep it off, is absolutely laughable. I’ve done it and several of my friends have too. People like Kate Harding and Marianne Kirby don’t want you to succeed because it would only highlight their failure.
Let me see if I understand this argument. I'll give you a proof. Harding + Kirby + fat acceptance movement = attitude of Failure. Failure = hating one's self. Harding + Kirby = [attitude of] hating one's self.
If Harding + Kate = 500lbs, as some of the other comments mentioned, which is considered Morbidly Obese (or, FAT)...doesn't that mean Fat = Hating One's Self? Doesn't that falsify your initial claim?
Fat Acceptance, May 5, 2009
I suppose if you have decided that living a healthy lifestyle is not something that you want to do this might be the book for you. If you feel that a life inactivity and completely unregulated eating habits are what you want you might as well get into fat acceptance because you will get/stay obese so you might as well accept it...If you are going to be morbidly obese anyway and are too weak willed or indifferent to adopt a healthy lifestyle you are better off accepting yourself than hating yourself...While the goal of loving one's self is admirable, this book goes about reaching that goal by simply saying all we know about science is wrong.
To respond in kind, I might say this: while I think you're wrong about the goals of the Fat Acceptance Movement in the first place, I'll argue with you anyway.
To argue, I'll ask this: if an inactive life, full of unregulated eating habits and a morbidly obese body (as a result) makes someone Love everything about themselves, would you still think Loving one's self was admirable?
LittleMouse, September 3, 2009
The fatosphere and so-called fat acceptance are a joke, and a sick one at that. Just because there are some fat people who are healthy (as far as they know) and some thin people who aren't, doesn't mean it's OK to be massively overweight. It means there are many factors involved in being healthy, and bodyweight is one of them. And secondly, what part of MORBID obesity don’t you people understand?
Here is the only thing I have to say to this person and it will be my last point for now: fat acceptance - what I like to call my 'Body Project' - is something that even thin women may need. In fact, it is probably the thinner women that need it more than the curvy ones. Someone who is at weight or even underweight could look in the mirror and understand the term 'MORBID obesity' more than you could even imagine. Where is your ACCEPTANCE of the reality that not all weight issues surround physical ideals? What part of eating DISORDER don't you understand?
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
Most times, help comes in the form of beautiful quotes...
“The only way to deal with jealousy is to give out 10x the amount of Love you seek (because everyone wants to be appreciated)” - Holland
“Hold fast to your dreams
for if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly”
- Langston Hughes
"Hey, Holland... It's OK. Everything is fine. You've always been guided. Even now you are watched, and held, and adored. You've made great stuff happen, and you will make more great stuff happen. You've changed lives. You've changed your own. You've moved mountains and done the impossible. You've been scared and you overcame. You've been knocked down and you rose. And you've been lost, or so you thought, only to discover it was just the calm before another storm of creativity, love, and fun....Holland... it's "way" OK. Schools here have your name on them and our coaches teach the "Holland Hamilton Method" to their advanced students." -The Universe
"...Bring in the light of consciousness
who was she
who are they
who are we
And with this unveiling we see the awesome dimensions to this family
we are unearthing the path of recovery
and in the questioning
comes the who am i
out of the listening
comes through You am I
through You am I"
-Section from "Lydia in the Wind" by Lueen Conning-Ndlovu:
“Hold fast to your dreams
for if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly”
- Langston Hughes
"Hey, Holland... It's OK. Everything is fine. You've always been guided. Even now you are watched, and held, and adored. You've made great stuff happen, and you will make more great stuff happen. You've changed lives. You've changed your own. You've moved mountains and done the impossible. You've been scared and you overcame. You've been knocked down and you rose. And you've been lost, or so you thought, only to discover it was just the calm before another storm of creativity, love, and fun....Holland... it's "way" OK. Schools here have your name on them and our coaches teach the "Holland Hamilton Method" to their advanced students." -The Universe
"...Bring in the light of consciousness
who was she
who are they
who are we
And with this unveiling we see the awesome dimensions to this family
we are unearthing the path of recovery
and in the questioning
comes the who am i
out of the listening
comes through You am I
through You am I"
-Section from "Lydia in the Wind" by Lueen Conning-Ndlovu:
A Darker Moment
If I’m not strong, what am I?
If I’m not smart, what am I?
If I’m not perfect, what else can I be?
I’m not pretty.
I’m not skinny.
I’m not tan
And I’m not tall.
Some say I shouldn’t think those things.
But it comes incessantly And I try to ignore it
And I try to counteract it
And I try to be strong.
Cuz if I’m not strong…
If I’m not smart, what am I?
If I’m not perfect, what else can I be?
I’m not pretty.
I’m not skinny.
I’m not tan
And I’m not tall.
Some say I shouldn’t think those things.
But it comes incessantly And I try to ignore it
And I try to counteract it
And I try to be strong.
Cuz if I’m not strong…
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