It struck me.

At the height of dealing with an eating disorder, I had become disconnected from so many things. Numbing out to hunger cues, often numbed me out to internal cues in general.

Furthermore, rules around movement and food so often become a life script when struggling with disordered eating and being a slave to diet culture. And in a culture so immersed in unhelpful messages around food and our bodies, I wonder how many of us experience this to varied extents, eating disorder or not.

The moment she said it, something shifted in me.

I was fairly new to yoga, so I wasn’t used to wise instructors’ words resonating so deeply.

“Thank your body for all it does for you every day.”

“Thank my body?” I thought to myself. It felt so odd to me. No one had ever invited me to thank my body for what it does. I never considered thanking my body at all.