The Skin She’s In (with audio)

I want to love her.

I really do.

I want to enjoy her

and the skin she’s in.

And I try to.

Every day.

I tell her she is loved

and that living is a privilege.

I try not to pick apart

every little thing she sees

–as less than–

or needs improving.

I tell her she is beautiful

and kind

and that being is alive

is the greatest gift

she’s been given.

I try not to hate her when she

remembers

everything she’s done

or could have done.

I tell her she is wonderful

and that all is forgiven.

I want to love her.

I really do.

I want to enjoy her

and the skin she’s in.

And I try to.

Every day.

I remind her to laugh

and love without abandon or fear.

I tell her the years she spent

hating herself

–aren’t wasted–

but rather a lesson

in learning to be wakeful

of all her blessings.

I remind her to be grateful

and thankful

for all she’s been given.

I want to love her.

I really do.

I want to enjoy her

and the skin she’s in.

And I try to.

Every day.

I remind her that her happiness

isn’t sourced

by another’s happiness.

I tell her she’s resourceful

and strong

and belongs

even when she feels like

an outsider in her own skin.

I tell her she is driven

and given everything she needs

no matter how great the deficit

she feels in the moment of things.

–everything is fine–

Because the divine of the day

has given her

all the she bleeds for

even when the reasons

seem neglectful

for what she begs for;

she’s provided with

everything

to sustain her.

I want to love her.

I really do.

I want to enjoy her

and the skin she’s in.

And I try to.

Every day.

I try to tell her to keep trying

to be the person she longs to be

even though the darker parts get

lost in the mix of things.

I tell her she’s everything

she wants to be

as long as she promises to be

herself

in all the things.

I tell her I love her

and the comparisons

aren’t really comparisons.

She can be the ambrosia of all the things–

the Botticelli of beautiful

beings,

the clever conissueour

of finding

what makes her heart sing.

She is me.

And I tell her:

I love her

and that all she brings

are the things

that unconditional

love rings true:

she is loved.

And so are you.

9 Comments

  1. And Iโ€™m sure you have succeeded to! Wow so beautiful and inspiring, I can relate and I know these feelings but the way you draw with words is so artistic and mesmerizing! ๐Ÿ˜Š
    I would buy that kind of work! ๐Ÿ˜Š
    And of course I want to add that we are as unique as fingerprints, we are beautiful and self-love is the essence and the foundation of all other loveโ€ฆweโ€™ll have up and downs but at the end, as you have ended it โ€œshe is lovedโ€ฆAnd so are you.โ€๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ’•

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    1. Thank you, Huguette! I wrote this while on vacation with my family. We were in a place where we wore bathing suits and shorts and had less than my ‘usual’ amount of clothing (I live in cold Minnesota!)โ€ฆ.there were young people with their young bodies all over the place. I was feeling very down on myself and not loving my body or enjoying it. I wrote that poem as a “love letter” to myself. I wanted to be able to remember that time and how terrible I felt so that I could grow from it. I hate the moments where I wake up and don’t like myself. So this was my love letter to remind myself that I am loved. I am so glad that others can relate and I am not alone in this thinking (although it would be better to not have those feelings at all). They always seem to creep back though and find their way to my head. Thank you for reading, as always. Your comments are appreciated! ๐Ÿ™‚

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      1. Ok what you just wrote can be a total new post ๐Ÿ˜Š (for real)
        of course I can relate as many do! Not everyone has the courage to face and say it ! This is a beautiful letter and now I know the story and I love it more!
        I hate these moments too and probably Iโ€™m not yet that bold to write such letter but I express in some other ways like caring I guess, speaking to the mirror hahah (this is sick I guess๐Ÿ˜)
        I really enjoyed reading / listening and as I told you I just express without filter ๐Ÿ˜Š

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      2. No filter necessary when you are on my page! Please! Saying what you are really thinking is very freeing! (Since these feelings come up so often in me, as a woman, as a mother, as a human when it relates to my body and how I feel about it, I will definitely have many more posts about them. As I get older, it gets a bit easier to look at each of those feelings and figure out how do I grow from there? What lesson is there to learn from this? Why am I hating this part of me so much? I try to pull each one out and dissect it so that I can tear it down and build myself back up again.) ๐Ÿ™‚

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      3. Itโ€™s so important to spread our knowledge and experience, when we grow up and everything starts to make sense so we see with lucidity and we feel so powerful, therefore we can teach lot of lessons if we decide to share as youโ€™re doing ๐Ÿ‘
        No filter donโ€™t worry , itโ€™s out of service for maintenance ๐Ÿ˜‚

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