I’m not even sure how to start my thoughts on this rule.
There are so many cliche, formulated perspectives on this heavyweight topic – Love yourself as you are, accept your body as it is…
My take on this rule isn’t an easy one, as I want my body to be in better shape.
I started running this year to make it happen. I’m enjoying the benefits of greater fitness – along with a body that is starting to reflect this. However, when I look at my soft belly in the mirror, I look with eager anticipation of the day when running has turned its softness into a hard washboard. I’m not sure this is realistic, but oh well.
Softness, Lines, Flaws and Imperfections = Vulnerability
Recently, while hiking with my husband Michael, I reflected on how beauty is in the eye of the beholder. My thought was – what makes someone the most beautiful is their ability to be vulnerable.
It is when we allow ourselves to be vulnerable and our vulnerability is embraced by our life partner, that our critical eye on ourselves and perhaps on our partner, softens.
The lines, flaws and imperfections of the physical body become beautiful, because vulnerability is at their very root.
A soft belly, laugh lines, creaky knees, droopy chins, grey hair… all perfect because they are a part of the vulnerability of who we are.
What Makes Me – Me
Self-care of me, reflects the type of me I want to be. But, as I age, my body changes with it. Naturally developing lines, flaws and imperfections happen, even with the best of self-care. Acceptance of this isn’t always easy. But, age tends to lend a more accepting hand.
Unless I fight it.
I certainly do not want to be one of those women who desperately tries to hold on to their youth with plastic surgery, and dressing as if they’re still 30, in their 60’s. I will always have a youthful, playful heart – but I want to grow old gracefully – with class.
I can’t say I will always look at my soft belly, and sagging skin under my chin with love – but this is my body. Rejecting my body means I am rejecting myself. The harder I push for a perfect body because I reject it, only reflects my harsh, critical outlook on myself – and I will drive myself into the ground.
I want my self-care plan to be motivated by the joy of feeling healthy and fit!
I also don’t want to erase my vulnerabilities – parts of me that are lined, flawed and imperfect.
Because, there is no such thing as perfect.
My soft belly may never be a perfect washboard… it may be more like a fluffy, perfect couch cushion.
Hey, at 51 – I’ll take it!
ps….and a fluffy cushion is a lot more comfortable to cuddle than a hard washboard. hee hee!!
Originally published: October 6th, 2020
About me: Stephanie Wells
I’m a Reiki Master Teacher of Usui Shiki Ryoho – the Usui System of Natural Healing. I was attuned in Levels I, II & IIIA in Halifax, Nova Scotia, Canada. During a 6 week stay in Mararikulam North, Kerala, India I was reattuned in Levels I, II, & IIIA as well as acquiring my Level IIIB Master Teacher attunement.