My body is beautiful.
There's no end to the possibilities it is capable of. It helps me every single moment of every single day. My strong calves and sturdy thighs help my determined, capable feet explore different nooks and crannies contained within this planet. They propel me forward into the future, yet simultaneously manage to keep me present in the moment. They allow me to get from one place to another and enable me to run amok, and leap for joy and skip and hop. My feet help me root downwards, letting themselves be kissed by earth's dusky ground.
My arms help me reach towards the sky, my hands extending towards my goals. My hands help me create and destroy in order to create anew.
The curve of my back I love to see, it looks so graceful with the valley running in between. My spine transcends up my neck to hold up my head, so I can look out and about, and around, and up and down.
My face makes me realize what it feels like to be kissed by the wind. My lips help me communicate through the enchanting words that are brought to life by my mind working together with my spirit and heart, seducing and enchanting others just as I seduce and enchant myself.They teach me what it is to connect to another human being through the magic of a heartfelt embrace.
My smooth skin carries barely any scars, but the ones it does, help remind me of the lessons I've learnt, the bridges I've burnt, how far I've come. My tawny fleshtone is a reminder of how much I love the sun.
My stomach is where I will carry the flesh of my womb one day, a beautiful miracle that I will create, as only a woman can when joined by her partner in the ultimate expression of true love.
My eyes let me behold all the beauty this universe contains, and help me convey worlds without a single word. They hold my soul within. My raven curls feel soft and run wild, and are just so fun to run my fingers through, protecting my scalp from the harsh elements.
It wasn't always like that. I used to disassociate myself from my body, viewing it as a foreign entity. The insecurities I felt when I kept worrying about what it looked through another's eyes, till the day, about 4 years ago, that I started looking at it through my own.
Getting to know myself and seeing myself for who I truly am has been the greatest gift I could ever give to myself. Yet it's such a brave body, it's endured self-hatred, it's endured the damage I did to it by allowing it to eat food that ravaged it, alcohol that degraded it, talked down to it in my head, tortured it with cigarette smoke, and let others dictate how it should be treated.
It's persevered though, and somehow, because I'm an extremely lucky girl, it's managed to remain unscathed, and the wounds are known only to me, and now you since I chose to share my truth, the skeletons of my past.
Now I respect and honour my body, I'm a half vegan (those who have known me since longer than the past two years know how astonishing this is) who goes out of her way to ensure that what I eat nourishes my body and is non-genetically modified, going out of my way to find out what is nutritionally good for it. I don't use makeup (though this is one thing I never have done) or any other unnatural products including my shampoo. I quit smoking cigarettes a year and a half ago and I stopped drinking alcohol 7 months back. I drink lots of water. I do lots of energy work on myself to make sure I am dealing with any issue that I have ever stored up in my body, because as I keep repeating, our bodies remember everything- we hold issues in our tissues.I use it to help others as much as I use it to help myself, doing volunteer work, spreading and creating awareness, doing energy work for others, giving a hug... I do random things like slacklining, aerial arts, walking for hours, getting it to work out in different ways.
It helps me have fun and explore every different facet of life as I help it to stay in the best condition possible. It's like having a companion, only this companion is yourself- the best kind of companion ever because you will never leave your side if you learn to really love yourself.
I don't share these things with you for attention, it's enough for me to know these things, I share them with you because I know what I went through is not something I am alone in. So many of us abuse our bodies in so many different ways and view it as a separate entity. We were raised in a generation (though now things are changing) where loving your body was almost virtually unheard of. I was surrounded by women growing up who constantly verbally abused their body and many of them maimed themselves physically as well by cutting themselves or other types of self harm.
For girls this was even worse, while for men those that did feel insecure kept their insecurities buried deep down, since it isn't macho to voice those kind of things, it's not 'manly'. Don't be that woman or man. It's time for you to step out of that paradigm. The more you degrade and talk down to your body the more degraded and low you will feel. If you want to change something to improve your body first appreciate where it's at right now and how far it's gotten you and the functions it performs for you, encouraging it to help you on your path to self improvement.
Our bodies are amazing. In the form of pain they communicate with us what we need to work on, it is only when we ignore the pain and stay out of touch with it that it builds into something more serious. Pain in itself is not bad, it is a warning mechanism telling you something more serious is up. It is when you squelch the symptom instead of following it to see what it leads into that you begin to cause yourself suffering and it leads to chronic pain or an incident of severe acute pain. Mistreat your body and you self-inflict pain.
Love your body and it will love you, be kind to your body and it will be kind to you- I promise.Your body is beautiful and has a variety of range of functions and the more you take care of it the more it will take care of you. It's worth it, you are with it for the rest of your life. The human body works with you, it is a marvelous contraption, the best kind that was ever made for you.
I love my body, it is the body of a spiritual warrior.
My body is beautiful.
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