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The Red Shoes

I am reading this book that is absolutely incredible that R. loaned to me during our very first session. It is called, Women Who Run With the Wolves - Contacting the Power of the Wild Woman. The author's doctorate is in ethono-clinical psychology, which is a study of both clinical psychology and ethnology, the latter emphasizing the study of the psychology of groups, tribes in paticular. The book is a collection of stories that elucidate the Wild Woman relationship.

Although that all sounds like quite a mouthful, the book is very insightful. I am enjoying it so much. The title of today's entry is from the last story I just read. Once I finish the chapter I hopefully will write about it for you.

On Friday I went out for drinks (surprise) and somehow ended up on the topic of me and my weight-loss efforts. A few people were completely take aback that I have weighed 100 kilos. We got around to talking about how I don't know what I weigh right now, but that I want to lose at least 10 more.

I was told that I look fine the way I am.

I believed the sincerity behind the statement, and I haven't been able to stop thinking about it since.

The point is I don't think I am happy the way I am, although I believe I am closer now than ever before to that point.

Comments

Shannin said…
That is a great book - very empowering.

Here's to the next 10 kilos...
8:00 am
Wenchy said…
You are incredible.

I think I may need to get that book... I need something empowering.
4:10 am
Anonymous said…
Have been reading your blog. You seem to be an amazing women.
You demonstrate strong will and determination. I am sure you will reach your goals. Good luck. Go girl.
9:14 pm
Anonymous said…
Very interesting blog. Like maxy said, you seem to have a lot of determination - it's good to see.

Good luck with the next 10kg!
5:14 pm
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