I love people. I love their bodies. When we were teenagers, Jason’s older brother had a poster of a soccer player that hung on his bedroom wall and I remember just being so fascinated by his leg muscles. The photographer caught him in the middle of a shot on net and all of his leg was full of kinetic energy. Such a thing of beauty. His leg was a symbol of all strength and all life and all and everything and over the top.
I have such a variety of people on my Instagram because really? By default, my heart craves diversity. At one time I had dreads, lily tattoos, piercings, I smoked tobacco and weed, ran over 100 miles a week, went to church (my favourite church ever, a Pentecostal service in Fort Langley) and ate raw food, drank beer, and listened to dub step. Right? Wow.
And tonight on my Instagram I saw two different pictures of two different women with two completely different bodies and I loved them both, so much. Because what really is important? That their bodies are strength and all life and all and everything and over the top.
Our bodies are vessels of love. We need to express that power with everything we’ve got.
Where has your hair been? In the fist of your lover? Knotted with sweat and wind? How has it served you? Love it. Those eyes, what have they seen? Mine have seen too many breaks, it seems. But because of those breaks, they’ve also seen healing. Now close them. What do you feel? Forgive yourself, and then open them. Let the light back in.
Trace your finger along your nose, down over your mouth and up your jawline. What have you taken in, that should never have trespassed against you? What have you closed off, because of it all?
Draw your shoulders back. Fight against the urge to shut down.
Let your belly out. Love fills your belly, don’t betray your love.
Walk with big unapologetic steps, even if the earth moves beneath you. We are all earth-movers. Holding back hurts us; it starves us all of all of the love.
Love is worth every ripple, every muscle, wrinkle, grey hair, sag, spot, and fade. The second we apologize for it, the second it becomes worth nothing.
Together, let’s be.
All strength and all life and all and everything and over the top.