A small sermon for the Church of the Body
We spend a long time believing the body is a problem to solve.
Too hungry, not hungry enough. Too tired, too wired.
Always something to push, correct, or overpower.
Then one day the signal changes.
A shake lands differently.
Turmeric, cinnamon, a slice of pizza.. nothing mystical, just food -
and suddenly the body answers back with a kind of calm.
Not a command, not a craving, just a simple directive.
Listen.
Listening isn’t passive.
It’s a practice.
It asks you to notice when fullness arrives early,
when hunger shows up honest instead of urgent,
when certain foods leave you clearer
and others leave you cloudy.
It asks you to trust that the body remembers things
the mind forgot it knew.
When you track, when you feel, when you pay attention,
a conversation forms.
And in that conversation, something opens:
a sense that the body is not an obstacle,
but a partner -
a small, living sanctuary that wants to be understood.
This is the whole teaching:
Treat the body as a place worth listening to.
Treat its signals as real.
Treat its shifts as guidance.
Church can be many things.
Maybe here, it is simply the moment you hear your own body say,
“That’s enough,”
or
“More, please,”
and you answer with respect instead of resistance.