I've been making my way, slowly, through Marianne Williamson's book, A course in weight loss (citation at the end of this post) after one of my favorite bloggers, Karen at Before & After suggested it to me. I've only made it through 5 of the 21 lessons and I'm struggling a bit with it.
The author's main point seems to be that, until I resolve the very basic fears and issues I have with myself, no amount of dieting program or exercise will be successful in the long run. I believe that, and the 21 lessons are a guide in helping me navigate down to the core of my negativity and building myself back up.
It is pretty powerful stuff.
I've gotten a fair bit of positive comments on my preceding post, Letters from a madman. That was the result of working through lesson 2. I was completely thrown by what my thin self had to say to my fat self, AND vice versa. I honestly had no idea how much I was holding in. My wife took me to task for dropping the F-bomb not once, but twice. But those letters convey exactly what my different perspectives I have of myself have to say.
Working through the book, however, it becomes clear that it was written with a strong focus on giving up to God my struggles and desire to control my habits. Much like the AA program, I'm asked to believe in a higher power that can overcome my food addictions or compulsive eating because I certainly do not have the power to do it alone (or at all). That's a problem. Despite the fact that I am a 40 year old Mennonite man, baptized at 16, member of a congregation and, until recently, an appointed member of that congregation's leadership team...I have a very, very hard time with my faith. I am a closet agnostic who wants to believe, wants to share with a body of believers, but, in the end, I know I cannot categorically say I know there is more.
And I wonder if it is worth pursuing this book further if I am continually encouraged to place my trust in the Divine Mind.
Much of what I read in her book makes sense and has already made an impact. I am aware, now, just how much self loathing I have created and carry (well, I know how much I've discovered...there may be more to come). I am trying to accept myself and be comfortable with my size to the point where it is no longer a problem for me to solve, but a life I can choose. Or not choose. I am convinced more than ever that before any meaningful change, I must learn that I am important enough for me to love unconditionally. And this doubt in a higher power so early in the book is a stumbling block as I begin this journey.
The author invites the reader to take whatever notion of a higher power one can feel comfortable with. Right now the only power I feel comfortable in taking on is Love. I know that is corny. But there are so many people in my life who have shown me love even when I don't always recognize it. The love of my wife, my parents and my children (and, occasionally, my brothers). The love of my 20 warriors who journeyed with me when I lost 60 pounds in 08-09; and journeyed with me again when I put it all back on. The love of the readers who come by my blog, strangers for the most part, but still willing to leave a message of encouragement or sympathy or empathy. The love of my many friends IRL and elsewhere on the internets.
If I can learn to give myself that kind of power from myself to myself, I will get past lesson 3 and move on.
And, as promised, the bibliographic information:
Williamson, Marianne. A Course in Weight Loss: 21 Spiritual Lessons for Surrendering Your Weight Forever. Carlsbad, CA: Hay House, 2010. Print.
I was an atheist for many years...then agnostic...and then I was finally able to say "yes, I believe in God" a couple of years ago. My belief has to do with this quote from the book Eat Pray Love: "God dwells within you as you yourself, just the way you are." To me, that quote embodies the power that is within us and that the power (God) is indeed love. You've got it all inside you Kevin! And here's the thing: it's there, but it's like you get it once and you're done. It takes practice. And once you get the hang of it, it gets easier and easier.
ReplyDeleteAnd thanks for the shout-out! :-)
Yes, we are here for you.
ReplyDeleteRegarding Eff, I inadvertently taught that word to my daughter last night after I hand-washed a bunch of dishes and then had a drying baking pan slide down and scoot a number of other clean items onto the floor. She's the sort who won't use the word in public, but wants to know what it means (and we'll probably discuss it during a bedtime chat some evening). She said, "That's four I know now!" Sigh.