The real Avatar.

I’m sure you’ve seen the epic movie from 2009 called “ Avatar “ . The movie created a dreamy, fantasy- like extraterrestrial world where the Na’vi (race of beings from Pandora) lived free & from afar I observed were highly spiritual beings.

What I found interesting, was the fact that humans couldn’t move freely on this planet or suffice the living conditions, so in order to learn the ways of these beings; they had to “link” their human minds to what we observed as an “avatar”.

The correlation between the human body versus the hybrid or avatar body are very similar. In order for the body to operate, the mind must be linked to it(follow me on this one).

The main character, Jake Sully, whom is paralyzed in the movie, I observed how he yearned for his own body to be mobile, active, and more functional than the present state he was in.

Connecting to that avatar was a way for him to experience and be free once more. Not one person judging him for his disability (although anything is possible with a disability). He was accepted. HE accepted himself more.

I can’t help but admit I’ve been Jake Sully before. Yearning for my avatar to look, be, and feel how it once was. Scrolling through my old pictures on Facebook pondering “ damn, your stomach used to be so beautiful “ . Wearing waist trainers. Sucking in my stomach every photo I take. Playing it “safe” when it came down to wearing revealing clothes.

I realized, much like Jake, that I didn’t accept the person I had become. Living so much as the person I used to be, I began to be in disgust with what and who I seen in the mirror. Which was always an amazing, evolving young wombman.

How did I get this low? Why did I hate my body so much? My own personal avatar that I specifically picked for me? It had gotten so bad I started to believe the lies I told myself.

One day, a masculine figure in my life took photos of me whilst I cleaned my house at the time. He sent the photos to my phone and captioned it “ look how fat you are dude “ and it tore me to shreds. I was embarrassed. Embarrassed of my avatar.

I felt I couldn’t please him. I felt my avatar was unworthy. I felt unworthy honestly.

That motivated me to change my lifestyle after feeling that low (motivation is temporary but inspiration lasts longer). Although the intention behind it was to prove myself worthy to an external force, I only lost a minimum of 5 lbs! HA! See how the universe works?

It’s all about our intentions and our purpose behind the intention. I wasn’t able to lose the weight because of my reasoning and not only the reasoning but the intention! The weight loss wasn’t for me, it was for him/others.

Wanna know something though? My feelings were hurt from the harshness of his words, HOWEVER, he was a reflection of my internal emotions and how I TRULY felt about myself. It took me 5 years to process and innerstand that.

I thought I was hideous, fat, you name it!

The lies! The lies we tell ourselves! Our highest selves see us nothing short of amazing! This was indeed a false narrative I fed myself for years!

That was until … I began to accept the weight. I woke up and declared “ no more of this shit!” . I refused to keep beLIEving these lies. I refused to continue to feel low. I embarked on a mission to regain happiness! Peace! Confidence!

I dressed myself up everyday. I took provocative photos. I held my head high. I admired myself. I loved on myself. I began to pour into my own well of confidence.

Shortly after I began to accept my avatar, I reconnected with a Sagittarius (I am also a Sagittarius sun). I spent four, life changing months with him and my life has never been the same.

We unlocked codes and DNA within each other. He sparked wires within me that I didn’t know still functioned. He helped unlock the God within and regain my own essence of wisdom. All within just 120 days. He began to open my eyes up to my OWN body.

How amazing my avatar was/is. How Godly I am. My curves, my stretch marks, my cellulite, my fupa, my entire being was worshipped. I attracted what I began to FEEL about myself. PURE LOVE.

He sparked a whole new level of life within me.

After we split, I began taking my health serious. Researching about herbs, holistic health, spirituality, I mean you name it! I even began the integration of vegetarianism , and practiced it for a year. Again, my life has never been the same.

I lost the weight quickly, and I can’t help but give all the praise to the intention! I was able to transform because I INTENDED to accept myself for who I was at that particular stage in my life! Not for anyone outside of myself.

Not a man. Not a woman. But for me.

I decided when enough was enough! I decided to love myself at any size I was! I decided to accept me.

Body dismorphia is real. Being depressed about your image is real. Self sabotage is real.

There are so many external influences in these modern times such as: social media aka “medium” (as it channels information through its own lense|Perspective), the news, celebrities, people’s perceptions of what “body goals” are, modern day dieting*, surgery*, even down to the people we surround ourselves with everyday.

All of these factors play a major role in our psyche and how we perceive ourselves. What we feed (watch, entertain) ourselves embeds in our subconscious and integrates into how we feel about our own being and or image.

But these things can only remain real and active as long as we allow them. We have the will power to overcome. We have the ability to evolve through it and past it.

We all chose the avatars that we are in. They are precious. They are unique. They are different. Not one avatar was meant to be the same. That’s what makes us who we are and as amazing as we are!

Praise your avatar. Uplift your avatar. Show your avatar off. Love on your avatar.

Besides .. you made no mistake when choosing it. 🧿

*this story is in no way, shape, or form intended to bash or gaslight anyone in regards to the choices we make when it comes to our avatars. We have free will. I am a nonjudgmental creative. All is love. All is well. Asé.

-Tye Miller| TyeMiller.com|@soulchild11_11| @tyemiller1111