• Karen O'Moore

This is my body, given to me..

Thick thighs. Narrow hips. Thick lips. Thin ones. Big nose, small boobs. Flat butt, fat butt. Dark skin, light skin. What is it that makes us so judgemental of our bodies? To what degree does how we feel about our bodies and how others see it, have power over us and affect our state of mind, our behaviour and our physiology? Why is it that we see our bodies as a 'something', an object, that is open to abuse, criticism, and even fought with? Separate from us, like a house we visit, made up of individual parts, each there to disappoint us in some way. If we think our body looks good, we feel good. If we think we look bad, we feel bad, not just about our bodies, but our whole selves. We lose sight of our totality, judging each part individually. We are our greatest critic. But we do it to others too. It is ridiculous, but we all do it. We need to stop judging and start accepting. Stop looking for faults, inadequacies, imperfections and start seeing and appreciating ourselves, and others, as a whole. The beautiful soul inside the body often goes unseen. Acceptance begins by being open to the possibility of loving our bodies. We can get the guy/girl, the job, the sexy clothes in the window right now, regardless of our weight. People with 'non traditional body types' are not disabled from creating what they want in the world. We're just taught that they are. If our best friend was hungry, would we stop them from eating? From having that delicious slice of mouth watering chocolate cake? No. So why do we do it to our bodies. Our bodies serve us and it's time to stop being ashamed of them. Our bodies are instruments of our life, not simply ornaments and they are capable of so much. There are millions of microscopic functions that go on in our bodies every day, without us even thinking about them. It is built to house who we are. In understanding and accepting our bodies we begin to love them. When we love and cherish our bodies, we take more care of them, we value them and make more time for them. The opposite is true as well - when we dislike any aspect of them, be it our thighs or belly, we avoid any connection with it, we become judgemental and any vibrant energy packs it bags and heads out the door. Rather than picking these beautiful bodies of ours apart, we need to look at them as a whole. We all need to own our bodies, live in our bodies, and yes, explore them. Touching and making love to ourselves, not only opens us to more intimate connections and the ability to receive pleasure, it has the power to lead the way to self acceptance. Giving ourselves permission to change how we feel has never felt so good. Life doesn't have to be all serious. Taking time to tease and seduce ourselves a little. Becoming playful. Getting naked under our clothes. Running a bath and exploring how our skin feels under our touch. Our calves, our hips, our breasts. Watching in the mirror and getting to know our bodies more intimately. Seeing those subtle changes in the body as arousal ignites. When we melt into that moment, caressing our bodies, our flaws no longer exist. We are simply perfect. So where am I with my body right now? I love it! I love my curves and I embrace them. I was made voluptuous. This body that is the vehicle of my soul, my expression, my song. This body that allows me to hug deeply, feel the ache in my belly from laughing or the ache in my heart from loving. That allows me to express joy and love, and this body that simply astounds me in its capacity to yield, to change, to show its strength. And for that I honour it. I choose to be kind, to be appreciative and refine the way I treat it in each moment, in gratitude to all that it has offered to me. As you are reading this, take your hand and gently trace a line from your chest, caressing your neck and into your hair. Give in to yourself. Love your life. Love your body. The way they are today. Right now. A body, mind and spirit working together to create the wonderful, unique you.

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Karen O'Moore July 2014

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