Today, in the U.S., we honor Martin Luther King, Jr., who had an incredible dream and helped make it a reality. Inspired by his powerful speech and Therese Borchard’s achingly beautiful piece, I’m republishing an updated version of last year’s post on my personal dream. It’s a dream that focuses on everything from how we treat each other to how we treat ourselves.
I have a dream that our society will stop judging, shaming and bullying people because of their size, shape and weight.
I have a dream that we’ll focus on cultivating healthy habits instead of remaining chained to the numbers on our scales (or calipers).
I have a dream that airbrushed images will be a thing of the past. Instead, we’ll embrace reality, authenticity and imperfection (i.e., humanity).
I have a dream that women’s magazines along with TV and movies feature people of all shapes and sizes.
I have a dream that women’s magazines will stop perpetuating body shame and food guilt and empower us instead.
I have a dream that we’ll stop bonding over bashing our bodies and counting calories. That instead we’ll talk about our dreams, and laugh a whole lot more.
I have a dream that we’ll start enjoying our lives right now, instead of waiting until we’ve lost weight, and thereby finally supposedly deserve it.
I have a dream that the media — movies and TV shows included — will stop stereotyping and typecasting fat people.
I have a dream that people will stop apologizing for their appearance.
I have a dream that we start relinquishing our most stubborn shoulds.
I have a dream that schools will stop outlawing cupcakes and other foods to control the “obesity epidemic.”
I have a dream that our government focuses their energy on promoting enjoyable exercise and movement, eating competence and size diversity, instead of dieting, weight loss and other methods that don’t work and only further body hatred and discrimination.
I have a dream that diet supplements and pills are taken off the shelves.
I have a dream that people will give themselves unconditional permission to eat and nourish their bodies.
I have a dream that people will genuinely enjoy eating dessert instead of feeling an overpowering, palpable guilt like they’ve committed a sin.
I have a dream that we’ll stop determining people’s health by their appearance.
I have a dream that doctors will stop recommending diets for kids and adults.
I have a dream that parents won’t feel like failures if their kids are fat (and our society won’t judge them that way either).
I have a dream that everyone will realize that you can’t hate yourself to health and well-being.
I have a dream that people will understand the power of self-care.
I have a dream that we remember to play.
I have a dream that you’ll love your body and yourself just as you are, in all your powerful, beautiful glory. And if you don’t just yet that you’ll let kindness lead the way.
What do you dream?