The Body is not an Apology

Praise the body.Receive her, as a gift. Bless her, for the body is not an apology. Say thank you to her, this beautiful body of yours. Breathe into softness and acceptance. You will still be loved, even if you accept yourself just as you are. Be the Empress, the Queen, the King, the Beauty and the Beast. Allow yourself this grace and power. Your body, the universe.

Sonya Renee inspired me today to do so. I honour and bless her, oint her with decadent essential oils.

Watch Sonya Renee here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B7lKPdh_y-8

Andrea Gibson pins it down beautifuly in one of her poems,

“…Because all these words are stories to the staircase to the top of my lungs where I sing what hurts. And the echo comes back: Bless your heart. Bless your holy knee-caps. They are so smart. You are so full of rain. There is so much that is growing. Hallelujah to your weather vanes. Hallelujah to the ache, to the pull, to the Hallelujah to the ache, to the pull, to the fall, to the pain. Hallelujah to the grace, and the body, and every cell of us all.”

This is my body, no one but mine. My body and within her, the universe.