I’m so sorry. I haven’t treated you right. I have hated you and wished you were different. Hardly a day has gone by that I haven’t obsessed over some “flaw” or wished I resemebled what media tells us a beautiful woman should look like. Really. I’m sorry I have hated you so and wished you were different. I was wrong.
“Revere the body and care for it, for it is a temple.” — Swami Muktananda
For the first time in ages, I’ve begun to realize how wrong and disillusioned I was. I’ve had brief glimmers of loving my reflection. I can appreciate the strength in my curves and the power in my limbs. My body has been so good to me, it’s never really let me down. I guess it’s time for my mind to return the favor. So thank you body, you are strong and powerful and beautiful and I really do love you. I know I won’t always feel this way, but I know these moments of love and gratitude will only continue to grow.
“Every achiever I have ever met says, “My life turned around when I began to believe in me.” — Robert Schuller
This is part of a weeklong body appreciation writing exercise that Sarah is hosting.