My body is _______ .
Don’t overthink it. Just fill in the blank. Alright. Now, do the same thing with the sentences below:
I wish my body was ________ . If I could, I would change ________ (about your body). _________ is/are the best thing(s) about my body.
I wonder what you wrote. Were you kind to yourself?
During my yoga practice yesterday, I experienced something unexpected and new. I’m going to try and put it into words. As I focused on my breath and movement, I became acutely aware of my body as a very miraculous being. It was an out of body sort of experience in which my mind observed my physical self.
My mind watched the muscles move. My soul listened to the breath flow. I recognized the beauty of my own body. I had an intense awareness of the intricate, powerful, strong, resilient, graceful body that my mind and soul inhabit.
Hold your horses. I sense you’re thinking, “what is this, the Vagina Monologues script?” Just hang in there and bear with me.
I’m not certain how I arrived in such a headspace, but I was there. It was just as trippy as you might imagine. And it gave me chills. It made me want to yell and shout and sing. I smiled and tried to maintain my wonder for the rest of class.
With each breath, I moved. With each movement I celebrated my life in this body.
It felt so good to feel so good about my body. You see, I can get pretty down on my physical self.
My body is not perfect. There is so much I could improve.
I wish my body was longer and leaner. I wish I didn't have cellulite or stretch marks. If I could, I would change my thighs, butt, belly, back and hips. My feet are the best things about my body.
My naked perspective of my body is unkind, ungrateful and disrespectful. Really, it is. I have to constantly remind myself of my worth. Often, I don’t take into account my body’s performance, both in sport and daily life. I forget to appreciate all that my body does and allows me to experience.
Instead, I focus on it’s shape, size and appearance. I worry about stretch marks, cellulite, love handles.
For the short time yesterday, I was intently aware of my body’s function – its strength, power and complexity. And I was floored at the privilege to inhabit the beautiful creation that my body is.
My body is a wonderful, powerful, miraculous, amazing creation. It allows me to physically experience the world, which is a gift. I am so grateful for every inch of me.
Have you ever tried to wrap your head around the body your mind and soul inhabits? Have you paused long enough to study the miracle of your physical body? Have you recognized the privilege of being a part of such a masterpiece?