Here is a link to a very cool video a dear friend and mentor sent me, to tell me that I am Enough, and women are enough! (dudes, I got made love for you, but ladies first!) Watch Below:
Here in my response:
Society can be brutal to the imagery of what women “should” be and “look” like on a day to day basis, rarely do we see imagery of women in her everyday glory of just being a woman. Everyday we hear about some “Photoshop” success or failure, where ultimately the goal was to change the way the person looked on the outside. I actually just read a health/fitness blog about how we can work to lose weight and be healthy from the inside-out but there is nothing we can do physically (without surgery or Photoshop) to change our actual body type. I have thick legs and probably disproportionately smaller on the top because I gain a lot of zen from cardiovascular activities. I have saddlebags that I inherited from my ancestors, and guess what, I love them!! Yes, I could be leaner, thinner, maybe look longer, (I’m being facetious on that last one) if I focused more on Yoga, or strength training , but honestly? that stuff doesn’t bring me as much joy as being outside on the open road or kickboxing in my basement. Yes, it’s important to do some of those other “things” (for bone density yadaydada) I may dabble, but at the end of the day, I just want to be active and healthy from the inside-out.
When I start to feel as though I am “being unreasonable to MYSELF about my height, weight, boob size, wrinkles cellulite accumulation through the years” etc etc , I remember that I am a role model for my children and I want to be an example of a healthy woman that does not deprive of the act of being able to nourish and exercise our bodies in a non-compulsive, restrictive manner. We all want to feel good about the way we look on the outside, myself included, there is absolutely nothing wrong with being confident in our outside appearances. I just want to do it in a way that matches my insides and where I do not become a beacon of vanity equaling my own self worth.
I do not know if any of this makes sense, I never know when I write if it makes sense to my reader, I know that it makes sense to me and I know it helps clear out my ADHD thoughts that never stop rattling in any given twenty four hour period. If I can make ONE person laugh, or cry (in a good way), or feel better about themselves because I shared a piece of myself and I was honest with who I am through my writing, then I feel like I am being of service in helping people smile and feel better about themselves for where they are at this very moment. So, right now, stand in front of the mirror and say “Wow! look at how far I have come in life and look at how far I will go because I am worth every minute , every breath, and I am enough.”
This blog is like the ridiculous sweater I bought at Anthropologie a few years ago. It was on sale and the sales lady told me "it looks awesome on you." It's the most bizarre sweater, and whether it looked good on me or not, is highly debatable. Like these blogs, I look at them at say "Yeesh, what was I thinking,," or laugh or bath in their cathartic qualities. The sweater stays for the same reasons.