Thursday, March 1, 2012
What IF instead of obsessing about our "flaws," we find them cute....endearing....love-able? What IF they were our signature instead of our shame? What IF we played up our differences and decided we loved ourselves BECAUSE of them, not in spite of them. If you will notice, I am putting the word "flaws" into quotation marks because I think we need to redefine them. I don't know what to call them but I think the word "flaw" has a negative spin on it. Unique and beautiful feature is nice...I don't know.
This is part of a paradigm shift going on with me. Sometime back in the summer, I started developing a different focus in regards to body image. I started following some great blogs about this very topic. One of the first was Rosie Molinary and another favorite is Medicinal Marzipan. This is coupled with my new found love of Brene Brown. I had dinner with a friend recently and said Brené has become like a rock star to me. I am reading everything I can get my hands on that she has penned, watching You Tube videos of her, and dreaming of how I can become Connections Certified (being a counselor I feel this would be an amazing addition to my credentials....just gotta come up with the funding for the process). But Ms. Brown's message is about living wholeheartedly...living authentically...ditching the desire to be perfect and embrace that imperfection, embrace our vulnerabilities.
So I'm curvy. Curvy can be beautiful. What if I decided to love myself BECAUSE I am curvy?
So I have stringy hair. Stringy hair has a natural beauty to it. What if I love my stringy hair?
So I have imperfect skin. What if I embraced every spot, scar, pimple, and stretch mark? What if I decided THESE were the things that make me lovely?
So I have a quirky sense of humor that not everyone appreciates or even understands that I was making a joke. What if I decide this is endearing?
So my house can be messy and I can ignore it and curl up with a book or movie and totally overlook the mess. What if I decide this is makes me peaceful and unique?
So every step closer I get to figuring myself out, the more I find I have to figure out...but I don't run from it, I take a deep breath and walk barefoot through the brokenness to figure out more. I DON'T see this as a flaw at all. I see this as one of my greatest attributes. The messier I seem, the more thrilled I am to learn about myself... The more broken I notice I am, the more excited I become... I feel like I am a patchwork quilt and as I put the pieces together and fit them into different parts of the quilt....I KNOW the completed project will be worth so much and hold within it the most inherent beauty. Personally, I really like the quilts that are put together from scraps and have no distinguishable pattern... I can run my hand across the stitches and FEEL the history and time and love and pain! But in the end, the scraps make a beautiful quilt, unlike any other quilt....difficult, if not impossible, to replicate...
What so called flaws do you have that you are trying to embrace as fabulous? Or maybe you already have...
(In February, I participated in a book club hosted here. Since my rock star has another book, I Thought it was Just Me, which had a read along back in 2009....I would really like to revisit this read along and kinda participate ex post facto. Anyone want to come along? I might be fun to read together and re-read her posts from 2009, adding our own thoughts!)
Also, I am linking up over at Blogelina for a 100 blog comment event!