Category: Body Image

Body acceptance is a road less traveled

Body acceptance is a road less traveled. The roadsigns are television, movies, people we emulate in magazines, advertisements that don’t say I am enough, but that I am too much. My goal is giving myself sustenance from the well I create with others. I think that’s the major difference between self-rule and being exploited. And this mixed message is a gift disguised as failure.

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Bad at Running: A Quiet Paradise

After six years, I can tell you I still really suck at it. I never get faster. My stride doesn’t really improve. I have not become graceful or efficient. Doing something I’m shitty at has been one of the best things I’ve ever done at all.

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Chronically surrendering

In this guest post from my dear friend Genevieve, she writes about how chronic illness has given her a new perspective on what body image means and how she views herself as a person living in a body.

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How yoga healed the relationship with my body

From the very first class, the one where my tracksuit pants flapped all over the place and so did my limbs, and, to be honest, my belly, yoga gave me relief from myself. The worrying, obsessing, self-hating internal dialogue stopped for an hour, and for a few hours after that too. I hadn’t had a moment’s break from that since I was eight years old. It felt so great.

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Yoga and the unexpected road to "perfect"

Gotta admit it, when I first started yoga, I wanted to be perfect. To be perfect, I needed to be thin, happy, flexible, and have a dogmatic aversion to gluten and fast food. And in my usual perfectionist, overachieving fashion, I opted to apply for the four month volunteer program at the Kripalu Center for Yoga and Health, instead of taking a beginner class. I was ready for the fast track and I was desperate.

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