honouring

All sorrows can be borne if you tell a story about them.
- Karen Blixen


By telling our truth we make way for more beauty in our lives.

We all have secrets of our selves, secrets we fear and are held under by...
We fear what people will think if they knew, and spend so much time trying to cover a perceived flaw or secret.
I know because I've done it.
Felt so many years worrying because.... *drum roll*
I have uneven boobs!
Years spent feeling like I wasn't a full woman because of this "flaw"
So many moments feeling negatively about my body,
and keeping the secret so close to my chest (literally)
that it weighed on me.

And now...
I have decided to no longer honour the secret of it.
No longer honour the shame or the fear or the worry.
Instead, I will honour acceptance and self love and truth.

Yesterday, I emailed my sweet girls ~
Deb, Lile and Sally after getting back from our lush lunch.
And I said to them...
I need to share my secret. So I did. Without fear.
I gave out self love, and love came flooding back.
Love, acceptance, friendship, wisdom, reassurances, warmth, laughter.

I am letting the "secret" be a truth,
a conquered fear,
an integral, loved part of me.

I am letting my worry fly off into ze sky,
and am bobbing on the ocean gleefully with uneven boozwa's
My choice: I refuse to be weighed down by my fears anymore!
Bob, bob, bob!

I will honour my body, just as it is,
not how I wish it were.
Honour my healthy, assymetrical body
honouring its "perceived flaws" ~
honouring its perfect creation.