Guys, I woke up to this letter in my email and I was so excited because this is the first time someone has sent me a love letter without me asking for it. Oh my Goodness what joy! Here it is for you.
She writes, “I’ve just come across this super cool website called Body Love letters via reading some comments after watching Oprah’s super soul sessions.
Oprah was talking about having gratitude for her body and thanking it for all its done, and it did remind me of a recent experience I had while doing a meditation and mindfulness course last month. It was a walking meditation and it was about taking in all the senses of your body and what came up for me is that I was really thankful and grateful to my body for everything I have put it through…”
So, here is my love letter/ gratitude to it:
Firstly, thank you for being so amazingly awesome in allowing me to carry four healthy children. Creating life is pretty freaky and how you beautifully just knew what to do – hassle free and no fuss – you popped out 4 incredible kids and didn’t make a big deal of it. You did give me enormous boobs – and looked somewhat of a freak for a while until my belly caught up to them, but hey, you allowed them to breast feed and produce milk. I never really told you that you are amazing for doing all that!
And another one of your biggest achievements dear friend, was to help me run marathons – F*ark, you stayed with me during that 42km ordeal – even when every inch of you was screaming to stop, but you worked with my brain…and both of your determination to keep going got me across the line – you rock! Then, 12 months after giving birth to L&E, at the age of 40, you allowed me to run a half marathon in Cambodia. How cool was that! And when you hit about the 19km mark you had no energy – like major hypoglycemia – seriously pass out stuff, and you fired back up when a kind person gave me some sugar. I mean, seriously – you are a legend!
When I think about my past, and all I put you through I do want to say how genuinely sorry I am that I didn’t love you more, and give you more respect…
I was not kind to you and did not love you for a long time from the age of 17. I hated you for many years when I had an eating disorder, but it wasn’t your fault. It was my messed up mind and symptoms of other things. I do regret the wasted time I spent hating you and feeling inadequate about your appearance. It makes me sad to think I did not nourish you in the way I should have. I would go through moments of loving you and being kind, and then I would relapse and hate you again. You hung in there though and you got me through it – in tact! And for this I am truly grateful.
When I think about it, you are super cool – at the age of nearly 44, you are still pretty dam good. I was going to write hot, but my mind tells me to be humble. I know you are getting on, and i can see signs of wear and tear, but I sort of feel ok with it, although I know it is still a world where youth and beauty are king.
I have realized just writing this that I have taken you for granted a lot….and going forward I promise to nourish you better and will take better care with looking after you. Making sure i feed you better and keep you well hydrated and clean my make-up off your face, and make sure I do my annual check-ups and wear sunscreen and not abuse you with too much alcohol, and try to have better sleeping habits to restore you. Even making sure you have good running shoes and helping your brain to be calmer by using various strategies…the list could go on…I will try my best to do the right thing by you and want to protect you from any health ailments.
So, in closing dear body – you are a total legend and I thank you from the top of my head to the bottom of my toes and deeply in my heart for supporting me through life. I love you!!
Isabelle Masado writes about body compassion on her blog "The Dear Body Project". She knows all too well that the personal is the political, is the community. As such, there is no discussing body compassion without talking about the assault on black bodies, trans women, and people with disabilities. Her mantra is, "How can I live in a way that makes room for you too"? She writes to examine, to heal, to redeem.