DAY 7 THE BACK

The back, this great unknown which barely be seen, is my dark side, is the other side of the coin. We give the back to those who we do not like or who they hurt.

It's my harder side my "shell". I try not to use it much, since I realized that it is very easy, to get used to the easy to turn your back on all that apparently overcomes me and run the risk of not trying to face my problems.

My back has suffered greatly, from typical falls to painful contractures, to ignore and not listen when they would tell me, be careful that you're going to hurt!

But there cases where the "pride" makes me act like a fool.

I thank to my back, for letting me be straight and allow my body to hold together in perfect harmony and also for keep me protected.

I apologize to my back, for having punished such a manner and for the damage they may receive in the future.

-I love my back and accept it without prejudice-

DAY 6 THE HANDS

The hands are part of our identity, not only because it can identify through them, but because behind every hand there is a story waiting to be discovered.

Depending on how damaged they are, those hands can tell us if that person has worked hard, in some cases even to figure out what kind of job has or had that person and even can give us clues about the personality of their "owners".

If the eyes are the mirror of the soul, the hands are the "creators" of our world as we know it, were in charge of painting, to hold, to write, to caress and even show us that we can also speak without words.

Thus, agreements such as covenants and future friends, as well as reconciliations or dismissed are sealed with a handshake, but also use them to show empathy and shared accomplishments, even the most effusive and spontaneous celebrate it "bumping those five".

But they also allowed us to defend and protect.

What I can say from my hand?, I think it's one of the few parts of my body that I have not abused, the reason is simple, it is a body part that is always exposed to prying eyes and working facing the public their care and image are essential.

I accept my hands, but I apologize for the damage received and for all that they may receive in the future.

Thank hands, for allowing me to write this text!

What stories hide your hands?

-I love my hands and accept them without prejudice. -

DAY 5 THE LEGS

Today it is the turn of my legs to the gear that impels me every day, tireless workers that keep me upright all the time I need, thanks to them  I can run, jump, crouch, I even play. As might be expected, is another part of my body that I did not care enough, even claiming me some attention. Honestly I ignored them.

There are no more excuses, it's true when they say, "the body is the temple of the soul" and it is time to honor the quote and take care of my body as it should be.

This is not a game and my well being is essential!

My legs need me, only I can take care of them.

Now is the time to love my legs, pay more attention to them, listen to them when they need something. It's time to apologize for the damage taken by all the bumps and falls, for having hurt them, by the scars and for not properly protect them from the sun (here where I live the sun is relentless). That is why I apologize to my legs.

I am beginning to accept them, although this is something very difficult for me, but I'm willing to do. I do not know the reason, there is nothing wrong with them. It's something that I have to go deeper and find out the reason for this resistance.

-beginning to accept my legs-

DAY 4 A TRIBUTE TO MY FEET

Since the moment I stopped crawling and learned to walk, my feet have been commissioned to supporting all my weight. It seems impossible, that they can pass as unnoticed, I only remember them when they hurt, but that is something that will change ...

My feet are the pillars of my body, but they are also responsible for guiding my steps and help me on my way.

They are essential part of my balance!

They keep me in touch with the Earth. If I were a plant, my feet would be the roots.

Thanks to my feet, I can feel the energy emanating from our planet Earth, when I walk barefoot on it.

They also works as a point of escape for all these tensions that we accumulate during the day, at least it works for me for a walk barefoot, if only indoors. It helps me to be better, to be more relaxed.

Beyond their physical appearance, I love my feet and I need them!

I apologize to my feet, for all those times that I abused, using tight shoes, overwhelming them by spending many hours standing and many other things. I apologize for not having been pampered and looked as they deserve, also I apologize for not having become aware that they are a very important part of me.

I accept my feet as they are, accept them without prejudice.