Not caring what others think about my body is so freeing and empowering.

It brings with it a fearlessness that I take with me everywhere I go.

I spent a few weeks at the beach over summer in a bikini, every morning and most evenings.  Running. Swimming. Frolicking and laughing.

Every bit of me jiggling and bouncing – I do hold my boobs when I run – but my stomach bounces nearly as much as my boobs do…and those strong sexy stretch marked thighs of mine, they jiggle too.  Everywhere.

During the day I was lying topless at a nudie beach all hanging out.

Not giving a fuck.

Strong, fit and happy.

My body works pretty fucking well considering it’s been to hell and back.

Modesty is fine if that’s your thing.  No one’s telling you to get the girls out.

But don’t let insecurities about what you look like, or what you think others perception of your looks is, stop you from enjoying yourself and the meat suit you wander around in.

What is it that ad said? “Love the skin you’re in.”  Great sentiment. I’d never use their products, but I do love the statement.

Insecurity about how we look can wreak havoc on our lives.

Life is to be enjoyed, not be afraid of.

If you live an unhealthy or unhappy life and you want to make some changes, do.  You can start out small.

You’ll feel amazing for it.

Learn to love yourself all the way through.  Even when you eat the brownie.

We hold ourselves to ridiculous idealised standards of beauty instead of letting ourselves feel our natural beauty and exuberance.

In this day and age we see so many adulterated images that we sometimes have a distorted view of what the human body looks like.

Beauty comes when we are having fun with child like wonder and excitement.

Enjoying ourselves because we can and we are.

Experiencing the joy that comes with being completely who we are in that moment.

That’s when we are most beautiful.

Most sexy.

Most self loveable.

When we smile and laugh out loud at the gloriousness of life around us and we enjoy ourselves to the fullest.  That’s when.

Your physical self is only one part of what makes you you.

Te Wheke,  the Octopus of Infinite Wisdom tells us the physical dimension is only one of eight tentacles that need nourishing so we can be whole.

Which stands to reason then, surely, that our physical selves only make up one eighth of who we are. One eighth!

It’s time to love yourself, meat suit and all.

Now, go  dance with your groovy  beautiful sexy self!  This s what I sing to my self sometimes when I realise I’m jiggling all over the place.

 

 

You can find out more about Te Wheke and the eight aspects of holistic health here.