As I sit here and get tattooed (again 😜)… I observe my body… my fat rolls, my stretch marks, my pimples, my warts, etc… we are all perfect as we are, right? Ha! Perfect until our minds and wounds and peers tell us otherwise!
Why do my minds and wounds still judge and hate what I am and what I’ve been given?????????
Why do I still believe I am not pretty or perfect? Why do I still think I need to be better than what I am? And why do I always need to change the way I look?????
Why do I insist on changing myself and pursuing some sort of divine body/dream?!?! Why is airbrushing and the cover of a magazine what I crave and strive for? Why do I judge and hate my bodies and put impossible expectations upon myself to achieve standards that are UNOBTAINABLE!
No matter I say or do I am never happy with myself, my life, or my body! I always want more! I always want better! And I always have to be PERFECT.
Enough is enough! These ridiculous man made rules and expectations must end!
So how do I start shifting this incessant obsession … this deep addiction… this imperfection… this need for better/more… Into acceptance, allowance, embrace, and unconditional love of who and what I am?? How do I release this need to be a picture perfect movie star or magazine cover?
I believe it starts by showing it and talking openly about it! It starts by letting it all out! It starts by letting go of my fears of posting something like this and allowing myself to be vulnerable and deeply intimate! And it starts by acknowledging that I am— we all are— SNOWFLAKES… imperfectly perfect… and uniquely Divine.
In this release and openness… in this deep vulnerability… I tear down my heart wall and love myself unconditionally!!! Fat rolls and all! And so do you!
IN THIS DEEP RELEASE AND OPENNESS, I ALLOW MYSELF TO BE SEEN! ALL OF HUMANITY GETS TO SEE ME… AS I AM!
AS I AM!
I ALLOW MYSELF TO BE SEEN… AS I AM!
I’ve always hated my belly and fat rolls. Like seriously…. HATED THEM!
I’ve always thought I was fat and imperfect and ugly! ALWAYS
I remember being a 5 year old and counting the number of fat rolls I had on my stomach. Judging them as sick and wrong and something I had to get rid of. The guilt and shame were horrendous! I literally thought I was disgusting!
But through my healing journey these last 5 years… through my journey into the 5 Core Human Wounds and my shadow… I learned to love myself- WHOLLY AND COMPLETELY.
My friends… do you have any idea what it feels like to just let yourself BE?!?! To release all attachment to what “I should look like according to societal or advertising standards” and just accept/like myself AS I AM?!?!?!?!
This acceptance… this self love… this gift… this miracle… is what we are all here to experience and allow!
I pray we all allow forgiveness to wash over us… for all of us to accept our fat rolls…. our wrinkles…. our stretch marks… our pimples… our tattoos… our grey hairs… AND JUST LOVE OURSELVES— AS WE ARE