At home, there were no diets, no workout tapes. I did not think much about food, that is to say it was pleasant, it was purposeful and essential. But conversations were never about it. And why would they be, when there were so many books and people and places to talk about?
Someone sent me a pic of Kylie Jenner wearing a shirt saying "I'm somebody's DUFF" and it made me sad. Why? Because I think being a DUFF is a state of mind.
Now when I see someone else with large or noticeable scars, I think about his or her spirit. I think about how he or she experienced something that was difficult or even traumatic, and survived and is now flourishing. To me, that's the most attractive quality any person can possibly possess -- unfailing optimism, power, courage, strength of mind. To me, a scar is a beauty mark.
Remember, what you practice, you get better at. When you chose to practice self-acceptance, compassion, and kindness toward yourself and others, you'll cultivate peace, courage, and joy. That's a habit worth getting good at!
Pregnant and preparing for another birth, I found myself once again feeling out of control as my body did what it needed to. Now, seven months postpartum, I am still getting to know my now twice-changed body, struggling to breathe my way into acceptance and embodiment.
Here are five ways to immunize your kids against poor body image, with conversation starters, media picks and resources to support your discussions.
To understand why the "beauty is malleable" message may be harmful, it is important to understand what psychologists already know about malleable traits more generally. For example, consider this question: Do you think that traits like intelligence are something people are generally born with?
I would never have attempted this race if I had still been caught up in the language of my childhood, the narrow labels by which children learn to define themselves and by which those children, once grown, often continue to define themselves -- the slow reader, the inept athlete.
I had some knowledge of feminism, but I don't think I'd ever come into contact with a woman who identified as a feminist before. To be honest, the first time I was actually exposed to feminism on the internet is what made me rethink the notion all together.
Life, fat or thin, isn't life if you are not in it. How can you connect when you project into the future what you will look like when you are thin and reach back into the past to lament the times that you were and lost it?
My jeans and I aren't going out to bars anymore, as I'm wearing them to playdates and park trips instead. They feel stronger than before -- I'm not so worried about getting them dirty now. Much like myself, I suppose.
These three paintings of goddesses posing in all of their majesty and grace, appear very different than the women worshipped in today's magazines and advertisements.
What kind of feminist must I be if I'm at odds with the fundamental feminist principle that street harassment dehumanizes women?
I take solace in the light on my face. I take solace in the light on my skin, on the fat that creases and bulges. I love my body.
Girls should be confident in themselves, upload pictures of themselves without any edits or modifications feeling comfortable doing so, and not compare their bodies to others. Love your body for what it is, because I bet it's pretty awesome.
As we continue to integrate in a world that so often tells us how to feel, how to look, and has a very precise definition of beauty, it is so important for each one of us to check in and see if we agree with these standards. It is time for us to create our own standards. For me, this begins with speaking our truth, loving our bodies and rocking our bellies.