There’s a lot of talk these days about lip injections and airbrushed asses. And though this might not be a popular thing to say, I gots to say it… WOMAN, you are not some frozen still life meant to be stared at like a specimen in an air-conditioned room.
So please, do not distort your beauty. Bow not to the gods of botox and chemical-laden cosmetics. Bow down to your vitality and health. Recognize your innate capacity for beauty. The beauty which radiates from every cell when you are OWNING your place as an exquisite ALIVE creature in this world. When you are valuing all that you are. When you see your most valuable features as being compassion, courage, humour and resiliency. Not a creaseless forehead or a plumped up pout.
Reclaim your physical features. Honour the stories they tell, the heritage they speak to. Be proud that you’ve been on earth long enough to have a fucking wrinkle. Them wrinkles mean you’ve been around the block and by now you’ve got some wisdom written in your bones. And besides, those laugh lines look good on you, girl. So smile. And. BE. YOU. TIFUL. Be sovereign in your skin.
And if you choose to distort your natural beauty, know this: you distort the reflection of the beauty in the world around you. How you show your face matters. How you reveal yourself counts. You are an example. You are a reflection to all of us- of what is beautiful, what is worthy and what matters in this world.
Just as the moon is
reflecting the sun.
You are a woman
reflecting the world.
photo credit: Rachel Thurston Photography