I have had a complicated relationship with my body for as long as I can remember...
Thankfully, there came a point in my life where all complications ceased to exist, and I fell in love with the whole entirety of my being: skin, bones, head, heart, flesh and beyond. Like so many elements of life, realizations and revelations do not always stay with us, the immutable laws of nature allow them to be eroded by various influences in a myriad of ways. When this began to happen to me, the strength of this self love rose its voice to respond to the call....and thus this poem was born. I hope that it might resonate with some or any or one of you, that we may remember to love ourselves deeply and fiercely through this physical journey.
A Gift
by Jenny O'Hare
This is a gift.
This is a gift, from my body to me.
This is a gift, from my body to itself.
This lesson.
This extra flesh, these extra parts of me that expand my physical being,
have been sent to you
to teach you to love your body for its inherent worth - its value despite its extra edging.
Despite the subtle lack of slender.
Despite what you feel when you look in the mirror...
Or precisely because of that.
Remember when you promised to love your body?
To love it as your worthy vessel through this physical experience,
to love its efficacy, the miracle of its function, its glory in physicality?
Remember when you promised to love because it works,
and because it allows you to Be,
here, now, experiencing all of this.
Remember that?
So this is a gift: a gift of the physical representation
of the learning of that lesson.
That you love your body now just as much as always,
because your body is made for more than resembling the images
of what we are meant to love.
My body is more miracle and wonder
than glossy pictures can dictate or define
with their narrow conceptions.
My body, and your body, and all our bodies were manifest to represent a unique flair of existence
- a personally designed choreograph by the universe in motion,
an inimitable expression of creation.
My body is made for the reality of love!
For the learning, and acceptance, and expansion,
and messy explosive journey of Real True Love.
My body -housing heart and mind and soul- is made for the expansion and opening and cracking and retracting and crushing and rebuilding and opening and shining and radiating of LOVE and the physical way of how that is in the world.
I am Love. You are too.
And this lesson
shows
that every gift
in whatever form it comes
can grow you and show you
the reality of your Being.
Jenny O'Hare is a life-living, nature-loving, experience-it-all human kind of being. With a background in Natural Sciences, and a passion for wellness, she believes in humanity, and Mama Earth, and a beautiful reciprocal relationship between the two. She dreams to help us all find our truth, through words, breath, connection, dreams, song or dance, or whatever that truth looks like to you. She believes we are all just walking each other home, and so strives for the fullest version of both us and home. You can find her on Facebook (https://www.facebook.com/jenny.o.hare.5) or read more musings here @atreecalledlife.net
~If you are interested in seeing your poetry appear in this blog, or submitting a poem by a woman that has inspired you, please click here for submission guidelines. I greatly look forward to hearing from you!~
Thankfully, there came a point in my life where all complications ceased to exist, and I fell in love with the whole entirety of my being: skin, bones, head, heart, flesh and beyond. Like so many elements of life, realizations and revelations do not always stay with us, the immutable laws of nature allow them to be eroded by various influences in a myriad of ways. When this began to happen to me, the strength of this self love rose its voice to respond to the call....and thus this poem was born. I hope that it might resonate with some or any or one of you, that we may remember to love ourselves deeply and fiercely through this physical journey.
A Gift
by Jenny O'Hare
This is a gift.
This is a gift, from my body to me.
This is a gift, from my body to itself.
This lesson.
This extra flesh, these extra parts of me that expand my physical being,
have been sent to you
to teach you to love your body for its inherent worth - its value despite its extra edging.
Despite the subtle lack of slender.
Despite what you feel when you look in the mirror...
Or precisely because of that.
Remember when you promised to love your body?
To love it as your worthy vessel through this physical experience,
to love its efficacy, the miracle of its function, its glory in physicality?
Remember when you promised to love because it works,
and because it allows you to Be,
here, now, experiencing all of this.
Remember that?
So this is a gift: a gift of the physical representation
of the learning of that lesson.
That you love your body now just as much as always,
because your body is made for more than resembling the images
of what we are meant to love.
My body is more miracle and wonder
than glossy pictures can dictate or define
with their narrow conceptions.
My body, and your body, and all our bodies were manifest to represent a unique flair of existence
- a personally designed choreograph by the universe in motion,
an inimitable expression of creation.
My body is made for the reality of love!
For the learning, and acceptance, and expansion,
and messy explosive journey of Real True Love.
My body -housing heart and mind and soul- is made for the expansion and opening and cracking and retracting and crushing and rebuilding and opening and shining and radiating of LOVE and the physical way of how that is in the world.
I am Love. You are too.
And this lesson
shows
that every gift
in whatever form it comes
can grow you and show you
the reality of your Being.
~If you are interested in seeing your poetry appear in this blog, or submitting a poem by a woman that has inspired you, please click here for submission guidelines. I greatly look forward to hearing from you!~
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