That scar in your eyebrow, your crooked, enchanting smile, and all those charming little freckles.
It's our imperfections that make us unique, special. Those "flaws" are what make you, you.
It's those flaws and the acceptance of how we were created that empower us to be beautiful, individual, one-of-a-kind.
For those in the disability community who may have physically visible differences, unconventional to our social interpretation of a standard body, it may be harder to relate and find your inner peace with body image.
You think, it's easy to find happiness with your body when acceptance means loving your freckles. Freckles are nothing comparatively. Freckles are unrelated to say, missing a limb, having a severely curved spine, and/or having a wheelchair or another mobility aid as a permanent accessory.
I am here to tell you that it is that easy. All we have to do is widen our definition and view.
The human body has a whole spectrum of shapes, sizes, colors and types. There's short, tall, broad and lengthy. Bulky, stalky, athletic and lean. There are dark skin tones and light skin tones and everything in between. There are rounded eyes and almond shaped eyes, and eyes that are close or far apart. There's red hair and black hair and blonde hair and bald.
The human variety is vast and full. So why exclude those who's image defines the diversity of life because they are "different" because of their outward appearance?
It's understandable why it can be difficult when our own cultures will impose beauty expectations in an effort to define the ideal human stature. But, we ourselves need to stop perpetuating the beauty myth and start by embracing the gift of the human condition in all of it's fragile versions.
In this time, society is just beginning to reveal the normality of disability. "We all have something" is a sentiment we have all echoed time and time again. To be able-bodied isn't forever. Everyone at some point will meet their disabilities with age, incident or illness. Beauty with time may fade, capabilities turn to fond memories of things once had done.
Time catches up to us all and one day you will see disability as the new black.
We all as soul's on this earth are what's real, what's beautiful. It's what you do with the time you have. So embrace life and all it's of it's many forms and flaws. Accept people for who they are and support the abilities they have, instead of oppress them for what they look like, their diagnosis and their challenges.
How are you going to make it a beautiful experience for yourself and those around you?