I’d never think of myself as being strong and it was heartening to hear I’m not as ‘basic’ in my practice as I thought I’d been all along.
Sometimes I so dislike this body I’m in, or wish I could change parts of it, or resent its entire heavy awkwardness. But then sometimes, also, I am glad for all that it allows me to do…
When I am anywhere but alone at home, I feel like the proverbial elephant in the room. I am all-too-aware of my body, the solid presence in a space, my Being There.
I wondered at the kind of world we live in now where it is perfectly okay — in fact, encouraged — for young people to police and impose their judgements, no matter how seemingly harmless or childish or jokey, on each other’s bodies.
It took me a long time to accept that I am not supposed to please anyone, all I had to do was please my body and myself: I had to let it feel happy.
This is an open letter just to remind you to keep the true colours of you who are.
10 steps for nourishing your heart, healing the body and strengthening the bare bones of your will after trauma.
What I am is not because of you, I am because of me.
I recently bumped into an old acquaintance at the mall who looked me up and down, waggled her eyebrows, gestured at my evident weight gain and asked, “What happened?”
“I wish everyone would see just how magnificent they really are.”