Body Beautiful As Is
I’m heading to a Bachelorette party this weekend in Miami to celebrate my brother’s fiancee. On Friday morning, I’ll be teaching a yoga class for a group of women that I’ve never met before, except for my soon to be sister-in-law. So as I think about what I’d like the intention of this class to be, I can’t help but wonder if I should just keep it light or get deep with these ladies. Since I don’t know any of them yet, it’s hard to gauge, but my gut is saying to make the intention: “Your Body is Beautiful as is”.
In Miami in particular, the culture is pretty big on BBL’s, injections, and whatnot, so I want the start of our time together to commence in celebration of our bodies and of the unique quirks that make our very being so perfect as is. However, I don’t want it to come out as if I feel like there’s something wrong with these types of surgeries, I just would like to express that I think that if we did a better job as women telling each other how beautiful we are naturally, then maybe we would see the beauty radiating from within and learn to love the parts of us that aren’t Barbie-like, if ya know what I mean.
I want this class to reflect the beauty we all have shining within ourselves, but may sometimes struggle to understand how to let that come through. We must first do our best to make sure our house is clean inside first, then we can start considering exterior work once we’re certain the change or addition is necessary for our personal growth. It’s a pretty deep topic that requires a lot of introspection and honesty, not so easy to pack into one article or even a one hour yoga class, but we’re just going to focus on planting the seed for right now.
I’d also like to note that, as women, our bodies don’t have to be sexy to be beautiful. There doesn’t have to be sex appeal in our shape or our outfits or our stance for our body to be beautiful. Our body is beautiful just as it is. Existing. Breathing. Living. Thriving! Treating our body with love and care is what will make our body more and more beautiful, not wishing it looked different than what it currently is.
It’s a hard and very real subject, I get it! If you don’t like how thin your lips are, then it’s easy to get some injections and pump those babies up to look juicier. If your tits aren’t as plump as you’d like them to be, then it’s easy to go get a boob job and make those suckers into bouncy bitches that jump when you hit a light jog. It’s easy for us women to look at other women and wish we had what ‘she has’.
But it’s a hell of a lot harder to look in the mirror after having all these thoughts and tell yourself “Ya know what, I LOVE THIS ABOUT MY BODY, IT’S SO BEAUTIFUL, I LOVE THAT THIS IS HOW I WAS MADE”. Yeah, it’s a hell of a lot harder to do that than it is to get a surgery done that will change it permanently. There’s also the side of you that feels like the fake it til you make it is still also very fake, so what’s worse, to lie to yourself that you love that about yourself or to change it? Are they just as fake as one another?
But say okay, let’s say you change it, right. But then what’s next? Now that it was easy to change something about yourself, there’s gotta be another thing you didn’t like that would make your life a lot more enjoyable if you did change it. Right?
For me, I struggle with this about my hair. Man, do I just wish my hair was permanently platinum blonde and I never had to pay a dime to highlight it or do anything to it. I tried to go back to my natural color about a year ago and told myself all that ^ about how I love it, and how this is how I was made so I should love the natural hair color I was given, but it felt like a lie and 9 months later I changed my hair back to be more blonde again! Ha! I didn’t even last a full year, what the heck!
Then after I changed it, I loved it, but I was mad at myself for not learning how to love my natural hair color! Must I get no peace?! When does it end ladies? When do we learn to love every fucking part of ourselves from head to toe? Or is it just the way our culture and society is that will forever keep us changing with the times and wondering what it would be like if we were different than how we are? Is it just a cultural thing? Is it a woman thing? Is there nothing wrong with it? Is it totally normal?
What feels like the truth to you?
