My Beautiful Body, like a sculpured piece of wood.
Today I am 51 years young, and feeling pretty good in my body all-in-all. A few aches here and there that I presume are normal, considering I have been walking around in this body for 51 years.
It has brought me to a place of looking at my body a bit differently. I have been learning to love my body all of my life, it has been a life long journey. I believe that this is why teenage girls relate to me so well. It is because I can truly understand their hand ups when it comes to their bodies, because it is something I work on everyday.
My body has changed a lot through out the years, but probably more in the last 3 years. I woke up today greeted by a wonderful man telling me Happy Birthday, a man that loves me unconditionally. As I went through the morning to prepare to be with a group of amazing women for the day to swim at the creek, I was looking at my body and realized that even though it is a bit larger than it used to be, and a bit flabbier, I had a new awareness of my love for it. I believe it was also connected to my awareness of how much I have grown throughout these amazing years in this exact body.
Our bodies are only the vehicle that allows us to get around and do the things we need and want to do. I am in gratitude for what a wonderful working vehicle it has been for me. It is so important to be thankful for our bodies, they work hard for us. Thank your body today for being so good to you, for showing up everyday to do the things you ask of it, and love it for exactly what it looks like.