Magnificent Goddess Body
Here's a poem I wrote, as I continue down the path of learning to love my physical body. My invitation is for you to read it slowly, imagining yourself in it. My wish is to serve you on your path to loving yourself fully.
Magnificent Goddess Body
While browsing online, a photograph stabbed me
Four brave women huddled together
Smiling, close enough to be touching
Hands strategically placed over nipples and
The Vs at their apex
Breathtaking smiles and beguiling bravery.
My leaky eyes and achy heart
Wrenching at the possibility that I could be like them.
An aggressive appeal,
An audacious ask
For me to joyously join
To share my body story,
Becoming bare, exposed on camera
Taking a stand for those less certain
Whose bodies aren’t something enough
Bodies seen through my own fearful, judging eyes.
My answer to the invitation
There is something for me here
To see, and be, and do
To feel, to express
Poking and provoking my deeply rooted beliefs
That an ideal body exists
And that my own would never be that.
These four women
Daring and fearlessly declaring
That they are indeed enough, now
Awoke something in me
That I could be
I nurtured and fertilized
A compelling fascination
To be truly and irrevocably seen
My self-loathing loaned,
Then traded for self-loving
Cultural currency called into question
Hurtful ignorance abolished
In-acceptance of diversity admonished.
I can imagine a world of gracious embraces of
Multiple and remarkable shapes and sizes and colors
Juicy pears and ripe apples,
Containers for wisdom and wit
Deftly dismissing my own long-held hatred
Of my misshapen,
Hideous rolling layers of supplementary skin
Or another’s self-loathing
Too skinny and unshapely and unsexy
Instead discovering our new truth
That they are and I am
A sacred soul
Cloaked in an uncovered, cracked open body
Liberal breasts drooping, jiggling, exposed
Or breasts flat and small, unmoving and practical
Stretched across strong bones and muscle
Bellies rounded and voluminous and used
Bared for all to love.
Too much-ness trumped by enough-ness
Bravely rising up past my own healing shame
Daring my licentious demons to return while
Boldly expressing by exposing
Expansive bodies hosting generous hearts,
Seductress salivating sensuality
Serenely savoring soulful self-love.
Patiently making homes
Procreating no small feat,
While small feet are bathed
Arms wide, open-hearted mothers
Grandmothers aunts and sisters
All in celebration.
Beyond seeking accolades,
Acceptance or approval
Shattering unreal standards doubled
Willingness to be viewed in raw
And vivid technicolor
Voluptuous creatures created for creation
Spiritual beings contained in miraculous
Magnificent Goddess bodies.