Barbie was considered beautiful when I was a 6 year old girl. When my mother put a relaxer in my hair the same year to straighten my unruly curls, I was relieved. Attention given with my new bob, ends bumped further validated my relief. Sitting between my grandmothers knees with the hot comb murmuring about how pretty my hair was. Sweeping up one side with beautiful jeweled combs, the peach one was my favorite. Not until later in life did I understand the attention fed into the stereotype that my hair was not good enough as it grew out of my head.
Ugly Duckling Syndrome
Like all young people, adolescent years are rough. Understanding who you are. Hormones and puberty turning otherwise normal small humans into raging lunatics. This time did not escape me. Too short, too thick, too loud, the list went on of self-deprecating conversation. Finding solace with friends who had similar confusion and madness happening to their bodies made this time in life bearable and often times hilarious, navigating together.
Then you hear for the umpteenth time how beautiful you are. How smart and capable you are. Although you are perceived to be an amazing human, that is not what you see in the mirror each day. Aligning spirit, mind and body becomes a driving force. Self-care, self-help, healing and forgiving are at the forefront. Universe creating experiences designed for personal growth. Painful but necessary personal growth. All to help you realize just how amazing you are!
My Skin is Comfortable!
Like a brand new sweat suit! So comfortable in fact , every experience that encouraged change and growth was worth it. Seeing the beauty in others’ helps to see that same beauty in self. All of the sudden the flaws in the mirror are appreciated in a way that brings about a small smile. When another beautiful human acknowledges the reflection in me, the reciprocation is genuine. My beautiful is thee.
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Episode 5 Positive Beauty Image