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This Body
This body is old. This body is ugly. This body is slow, weak, cumbersome. It gets in my way and pisses me off. It trips me when I’m tired and gets sticky when I sweat. It has rolls and wrinkles, and cellulite dimples. It has jiggly thighs and arms that aren’t half as strong as I want them to be. I sit immobile at a desk all day and complain when my body gets sore. I work out and dance and stretch and move and push it to the limits. I punish it because I want my body to know how wrong, how bad, how unruly it is. And it…
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An Appointment with Pleasure
Every day I set an alarm at 2:30pm. I stop whatever I’m doing and give myself 5 minutes of being, of breathing, of experiencing the treasure of living in a body that’s alive with sensation. I give myself a reminder to take a moment each day for the pure pleasure of living. A reminder to have compassion for my body’s needs, wishes, and dreams. A reminder that I can enjoy pleasure without strings attached. Pleasure without bondage or walls or electrified fences. Pleasure outside of the box society tries to shove me into. I set aside 5 minutes of every day to remind myself that I am more than what…
