The Metaphorical Oracle

I usually post a new rhyme on Sunday’s, but this week I must confess to enjoying myself too much and writing too little.

I’ve been spending a couple of days away with my husband. We’ve been mountain climbing – three peaks in a day! Okay, one was more of a gentle ascent, but my screaming legs are telling me that it was definitely three.

It’s also my birthday (yay!) and my friends are treating me to a weekend of walking, laughter and good food.

So with all those excuses laid out before you I will now repost a poem from my early days of blogging. I hope you enjoy it.

This one was definitely a mountain

The Metaphorical Oracle…take two.

Each and every morning I step upon the scale
I try to resist the calling, but always to no avail
The numbers it foretells hold a power over me
For they often can predict, just how my day will be
 
Should the number go up my day will be grim
I lose an hour to the mirror, sucking myself thin
My irritable mood will persist through the day
Affecting the choices I make on the way
Denying myself this, denying myself that
I don’t deserve anything, I’m stupid and fat
 
But should the numbers go down, even just by one pound
I’ll skip out the door, new confidence found
Today I am thin, surely all can see
The radical change that has happened to me
I breeze through the day, not a care in the world
Fall into bed, a contented girl
 
Then one fateful morning, after the oracle had spoken
I double checked the numbers and found that it had broken
No more numbers were forthcoming, the oracle had fled
I tried batteries and stamping, it was definitely dead

I went online to order more but delivery was a week!
How on earth would I last that long with no oracle to speak?
How would I know what clothes would look good?
Or whether to eat apples or chocolate for pud?
I dissolved on the floor in a heap of despair
Why was life so unfair?
 
Then a magical thing happened to me
A week with no oracle made it clear to see
I don’t need scales to dictate how I feel
Or keep me away from that stilton cheese wheel
I can listen to my body, which knows what it needs best
A few pounds here or there doesn’t make me more or less

I can trust my intuition and the instincts deep inside
I finally feel at peace in my skin, no reason I should hide
So if you have an oracle, please listen to my tale
It only tells a number which is not success or fail
If the numbers make you doubt yourself and the body you live in
I suggest you take that oracle and throw it in the bin


I threw my own oracle in the bin a couple of years back. I did get a new one, but I only entertain it once every few months, and it seems to have lost most of its power over me.

Nowadays I go by how I feel. I exercise regularly, which makes me feel strong, and I eat healthily (most of the time), which keeps my energy levels balanced and my mood steady.

I did have visible abs once, but this came from a combination of exercising six times a week and never eating cake. For obvious reasons this was unsustainable (life without cake?!).


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9 thoughts on “The Metaphorical Oracle

  1. Love it. I threw my Oracle away at least 10 years ago due to the same feelings in your poem. I realized 1 lb made a difference in the way I felt for the day and I did not like that and decided to like myself just the way I am and not worry about what others think.

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  2. I can totally relate to this. Years of yo-yo dieting have left their psychological and physical marks. I think I will abandon the “oracle “ and focus on self love and trust instead.
    Hope you had a great birthday xx

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    • I couldn’t agree more, self love & self trust can be hard to come by, but are worth every effort to cultivate.

      It was a lovely birthday thanks, good food and good company, what more can I ask for? 😊xxx

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