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The Body Beloved

My Dear reader,

This story is about a body. My body.

Going down the memory lane… Growing up and being bombarded with images of what one should and should not look like… As a teenager, looking at myself in the mirror and finding myriads of things that were not up to the standard. Blaming them for not being invited out for a dance at a school party. Feeling shy. Uncomfortable in my own skin. Being told not to touch myself, feeling sexually ashamed and unable to deal with the passion I had inside. Disjointed. Out of touch.

Eating junk food during the school years. Gaining weight… Memory of an ex I haven’t seen for years telling me that I gained weight and was undesirable. How it felt to hear his words. How I equated it in my head with being unworthy of his love. Anyone’s love. Just unworthy. Period. Projecting all of that hate towards my body. Blaming it for unhappiness. Feeling like I inhabit an enemy.

Years later, experiences later…

I am in love with my body. {Though I have my moments}

I have discovered the love of movement. Exercise – when the body is fit, flexible and feels light. It allows me to bend and move in gracious and beautiful ways. I love the rush of energy during intense workouts. How lightly I jump, how strongly I hold difficult positions, how flexible my body gets when I bend it. It has been such a gift. I love this vessel I call my home.

I love dancing with the music, seducing, flirting, showing off… Feeling static electricity all over my body while I move. How orgasmic and sexual my body is. How enjoyable. Responsive. Generous in the amounts and heights of pleasure it allows me to achieve. Abundant in joy.

How healing a hug feels. How beautifully my body got restored after two child births and 2 years of breast feeding. How amazingly healthy it is. Just like clockwork. Looking at myself in the mirror, feeling so grateful for this beautiful gift of physicality. Each cell working without any of my involvement. Divine.

Grateful in how it enjoys and takes in healthy food, lets me breathe in a spring air, see beautiful fall colors… Sense grass and earth underneath my feet. Experience a loving presence of those around me.

Dear reader, please consider taking a moment to think of your own body. How it serves you in so many beautiful ways, how loving it is by providing you with all of the mobility and exquisite sensations you need. How lucky we are to be here now, feeling what we feel. Sending lots of little hugs and love to all of our beautiful cells.

Here’s to you, Body beloved! In your perfect imperfection and authenticity!

… From Alice with Love <3

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