The old saying goes, “Your body is a Temple”, with this thought
and the reality that I had been defiling mine for a long time, I took the name
Temple, to remind myself and others that I am to be honored and respected. I
believe we are all to be respected an honored. And so, about nine years my
healing journey began without even really understanding to what I had committed
myself. I had unknowingly committed to worshipping my Temple everyday through
appropriate diet and exercise, meditation and spiritual practices, and purposed
healing techniques. The truth of the matter is that I am still perfecting my
worship. I have made numerous wrong turns, and found out what does and does not
work for me. The opinions I share here are not intended to supply a quick fix
or short cut to wellness. They are simply my offering about my own journey.
I hope readers can find something to
identify with in my words and use the information to better equip themselves on
their personal journey.
My intention has always been to find avenues to facilitate
my own healing, be it mental, emotional, physical, or any combination of the
three.
As a young girl I was diagnosed with depression as a result
of physical and mental abuse as well as a family history of mental illness.
This diagnosis had an impact on how I viewed my physical, mental, and emotional
health. The reaction to my diagnosis
also set in motion a set of behaviors and thought patterns that did not honor
me. This blog is a record of the unraveling of this reality and a map of my
journey to wholeness and health. The truth is we are all Temples and we all
deserve to be worshipped daily. Our divinity is housed within this gift of
flesh and blood. It is our responsibility to honor ourselves so that others may
get the hint and honor first them and then us. I pray that I may be a light or
signal for others that their divinity is waiting to shine through their Temple.
