Happy Valentine’s Day Everyone!
Lately, I’ve been posting about some of my body image issues, Being down and out on the way I look… and I’ve seen a lot of replies come in letting me know that I’m not alone.
A lot of us are hard on ourselves – over the way we look, the size of our bodies, over not fitting into this perfect image we think we should match up to.
I want to change the way I see myself. I want to break the patterns of being critical, sometimes self-hating, and getting so discouraged over my appearance… Instead, I want to use words of love to describe myself, having a focus of appreciation, wonder, and gratefulness towards my body.
Instead of going it alone, I asked my friends to join in.
What better timing than to do something like this on Valentine’s Day? We can make our bodies the object of our affections. Now – I know there are lots of other projects out there that are like-minded. I think that’s rad! I didn’t mean to emulate or copy anyone with my effort here; the fact that lots of us are trying to embrace an air of positive body image is an awesome, good thing. So if you know of another project or movement – link us to it! Let’s share in the love.
Reading these letters makes me smile, laugh, and even tear up a little bit. There is so much beauty in this post, it’s overwhelming. THANK YOU EVERYONE for your participation. And for showing us all your real loveliness!
Now, without further adieu… Valentines To Our Bodies
adam avitable, showing us his best side? while the avitable is about joking around, adam is quite the dashing, charming, good looking guy!
Adam’s post is a little tongue-in-cheek. He is an online humorist, and he’s great. Here are some excerpts – to check out his whole post, go here.
Dear Body, I love you. I knew that a steady diet of cheeseburgers, french fries, pizza, and butter would make you into an object of desire and affection. Your hair still covers every inch of you, except on the top of your head, but that’s okay. I enjoy being able to explore fashion trends with different types of hats. Being the size of six normal people just means that you are six times as awesome! Being able to ride in solace in an elevator because you meet the weight limit alone is gratifying. Bringing your own titanium chair to restaurants allows you to protect the environment, and buying four seats on an airplane before you board gives you the comfort that none of those other passengers will ever experience.
andrew is a handsome gent - and look at the awesome TIE DYE!!!
So you wanna a love letter huh?
I love my body…
I love my body so much I think its off the charts! “BMI is between 30-34.99 (Obese Class 1) Individuals with a BMI of 30-34.99 are in a physically unhealthy condition”
I do love my body!
I hear walking is good exercise, so I tried this summer. I also like to fish…it can be so relaxing. Maybe I need to learn to fix healthier meals or something?
This is fun.
ashley's pretty faceashley all va-va-voom at the navy day ball!
My sweet friend Rose wrote a post about body image recently, and then extended the invite to write a love letter to our bodies! I have struggled with body image issues in the past, mostly centering around my nose from elementary school through college, and more recently with my weight. The weight was the hardest because I felt like it was something I could control, so when I first gained while my amazing husband (boyfriend at the time) and I were dealing with our first combat deployment, I used food as comfort. That resulted in me going from my all time low of 125 to my all time high of 145-150. I ran myself so hard (literally) I hurt my knee, I had to switch to swimming. Then in 2011 I hurt my foot badly. When I got off crutches after a month it hurt to walk 1/4 of a mile. Now I can walk a full 9 miles, but my knees and hips pay for it because of the remaining scar tissue on the ball of my foot. At the height of this injury, none of my clothes fit. Not even the clothes that fit when i was 145-150. That was devastating, and I refused to step of a scale. I have since lost some of it, but my new aversion to scales has kept me from knowing how much. I still hover around 140, my husband swears up and down I am the most beautiful woman he knows, and my body is amazing. I seriously would be a mess sometimes without him.
Now for the love letter… I love my legs. They are long and gorgeous, and have carried me on runs and swims for distances I never knew I could achieve, and they remained faithful to me as I recovered by regaining enough strength to do basic exercises fairly quickly. I love my size 10 hips, they are gorgeous and curvy, and I know they will serve me well some day when I have kids! I love my back and shoulders, when I was swimming a lot I felt the changes in them and the strength, even though I do not swim like I used to, I still feel like they are stronger than they were before I was swimming a lot. I love my nose, if it was any smaller it would look strange on my long angular face. It is also the most obvious feature I have gained from my Lebanese heritage and I am proud of it!
I love you Rose!! I think what you’re doing is amazing!
beautiful becky cooper
Becky wrote an entire blog post about today’s subject – check her out at Beautiful DIsaster. Here’s a snippet of what Becky wrote:
I’d like to send a thank you out to every person in the world who takes a moment of their day to tell someone they’re beautiful! One simple comment can be the difference between a smile or a frown for the day. A huge thank you to Happy Hippie Rose and her amazing blog for inspiring me to be comfortable in my body, and for always being there when I think I’m going crazy!
the williams fam, claire with her hubs and two lovely children
Dearest one and only body,
You are a precious gift from God and a temple to be cherished! You’ve allowed me to do so many amazing things throughout my life so far. But there is no doubt that the greatest gifts of my entire life are my husband and two beautiful children. And you, my magnificent body are the beautiful, strong, patient, safe and healthy environment that helped bring my children into this world! I love you for your strength that made both their births 100% drug free and for the ability to just make, grow and deliver them! What a miracle. I have more respect for you now than ever before. I’m grateful to God for you..I vow to protect and love you and teach my children to love and respect their bodies as well. Thank you!
1 Corinthians 6:19-20
Do you not know that your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit, who is in you, whom you have received from God? You are not your own; you were bought at a price. Therefore honor God with your body.
All my love and respect,
Claire Helena Williams
- heather – my pretty, inspiring, strong, wonderful cousin!
What a cool idea!
Media has stripped away our ability to see beauty for what it really is…
I love my arms because they allow me to hug those in need of affection.
I love my mouth because I am able to lift the spirits of those around me, to praise their efforts, give them reassurance, profess my love and let them know I care.
I love my ears for they allow me to listen to those that need an ear to bend.
I love my stretch marks (most the time) because they remind me of the beautiful children I have and how much they have changed my life for the better and made me a better person.
I love my shoulders, for they let the weight of the world rest on them at times.
Most of all, I love my whole body, for it encompasses who I am; my spirit, my love, my heart, and no other person is me (no matter how hard they try to be 😉 ) !
Love ya Rose!
leigh, doing what she does best - being happy, lovely, and awesome!
Dear Leigh’s Body –
I’m so amazed at the places you’ve gone – from sun, to sand to snow. From childhood to motherhood. You’ve gone up, you’ve gone down, but you always share your thoughts with me. When I’ve been bad and stayed out late – you told me. When I’ve been good and gone to the gym- you thanked me. Thanks for always letting me know what’s going on. I promise to always take care of and treasure you.
Libby Felts James
libby is a gorgeous girl, happy, honest and free!
Dear Lib’s Bod: You are amazing and I love you because you allow me to feel pleasure. Pleasure with a friend, pleasure on my own, pleasure when I taste something delicious, pleasure when I take a hot bath, pleasure when the sun shines on my skin, pleasure when I hear beautiful music, pleasure when I see beauty in my environment, pleasure when I get a little high after riding my mountain bike, pleasure when my husband smiles at me—I owe all of this to the marvelously formed miracle that is you. You fucking rock.
Awesome project, Rose! It is so great that you’re doing this!
Check out Libby’s blog here.
sweet sar smiling - i love it! sar is smart, funny, and as you can see: beautiful!
After Careful consideration, thank you for all the things you have let me accomplish over the years, and most of all thank you for teaching me despite insecurities, that large, or small, overweight or thin that it doesn’t change what I am capable of, and best of all even with all the changes over the years, that it’s learning how to smile and laugh even when faced with tight situations (pants or otherwise) that is best lesson of all.
Shannon Johnson Thomas
shannon dances with grace, her body is an expression of beauty
Although you are quite vertically challenged (I am 5 foot small), you make up for it with your strength and agility. My muscular physic allows me to express myself through the art of dance. Because of this, I cherish you and always will. :):):)
And now it’s my turn.
Rose Duggan – the happy hippie rose
taken just now - me and pooch.no sucking in, no photo editing.100% authentic me - and i'm learning to love every inch!
I love you. Yes sometimes, you give me aches and pains. Sometimes, it seems that you’re in a massive revolt against every intention I have. Oftentimes, I feel out of control when it comes to you.
Despite it all, though, I LOVE YOU.
You have never failed me.
My strong legs have always carried me. Running mile after mile, rising up to a challenge, walking gracefully through the various phases of life – sometimes even skipping. I love you long, strong stems.
My arms, though not strong by many standards have served me well. They carry enough for me, they’ve learned to hug (hey, I haven’t always been a “hugger,” ya know).
My hands make art and type words that mean a lot. They paint, craft, cook, and sometimes they fly out of control trying to illustrate a point I’m making. Best of all – they hold the hands of Duggs.
My eyes see the best in people.
My hair has always done its own thing, and for that I have the utmost respect!
Oh body, we have so much fun together. We explore, travel, snuggle, stretch. We’re at our best in water – I think maybe you are part fish. (And I’m totally cool with that).
Body, I am mean to you. I call you names, and I feed you junk food. I look at photos of other bodies and then I get mad at you. I have an impossible standard for you, and it’s not fair. For this, I am sorry. I would like to be much nicer to you; I want to show you how much I love you.
I thank God for making you just the way He did. Exactly.
Through every challenge we’ve gone through, I’ve learned much. Every scar has a story and has helped shape who I am. I love myself, and thus – I do love you too, dear body of mine.