Appreciating the Curves
I’m learning to appreciate the curves
…of my body.
The lumps, the bumps, the peaks, valleys
and the rough places too.
This curvy, shapely, not-thin body of mine
is rounded and full of past, present and future.
It speaks of pain, joy, shame, ecstasy, birth and life.
It tells tales of first touches– some rough and painful, others tender and sweet.
It narrates the story of me, up to this point in time.
How can I do anything else but appreciate this body, this me?
I’m learning to appreciate the curves
…of my life.
They are equally varied with thrilling highs, excruciating lows
and average, everyday middles too.
My life is just as round and full of possibility, potential and presence
(when I awaken to it).
This life of mine is oh so curvy in its predictable unpredictable-ness.
The more I try to control the course of my life (or others with whom I share it),
the more it bucks and arches its spine.
As if to say,
“I am NOT to be controlled. I am life and I am to be lived, experienced
…and appreciated.”
Comment from Personal growth
Time August 10, 2011 at 1:26 pm
Good job, Thanks for sharing your thoughts!