This Week's Mindful Morsel 🍪 | July 23, 2025 — Your relationship with movement

Happy Wednesday to your magical spirit 💜

Our relationship with movement has taken a legit nosedive over the past (at least) 50 years, and I get angry when I think about it. One of the reasons I get the most angry about is when we feel too self-conscious to move.

Has that ever been you? Afraid to jump because parts of you jiggle, or fear that you’ll fall, or that you’ll take up too much space, or you’ll get out of breath?

That’s been me. And honestly I think it’s probably been most of us at some point. 

I’m currently listening to The Body Is Not An Apology by Sonya Renee Taylor, which is about how body shame has influenced our relationships with our bodies, including how it’s “severed our love for activity.” She says that “many of us cannot recall a time when moving our bodies was something other than a way to punish them for failing to meet society’s expectations.”

Whoa.

Take that in. How does it resonate for you?

Do you enjoy moving around? When it doesn’t feel obligatory? If you don’t, did you ever? If you notice that it’s shifted to not enjoying it over the years, what changed to cause that?

I was digging into this and I remember running through sprinklers as a kid, and playing hopscotch, and riding my bike, and it was just awesome. I didn’t think twice about moving. I never recall it feeling bad or unnecessary. It just was and it was fun. 

But we live in a time where much of the world is at our finger tips and we don’t need to leave the couch, and we often rub up against an outer world that feels like it’s constantly judging and shaming us for even having bodies, so of course it feels hard to move — we’re pulling around an awful lot of baggage. And we usually have major time crunches. We have to put in a lot of extra effort just so we can move our bodies in ways they’re already meant to move. Pretty whack, yeah?

But here we are. And we really deserve to re-open that part of our relationship with our bodies. They‘re built to move. However they can. 

So let’s reignite a fire under our asses and find something we love to move for: Neighborhood walks. Swimming. Playing with your grandkids. It doesn’t matter what it is, just see that as the magical portal to rekindle your love of movement.

With good energy and gratitude,