Your Body is Sacred and Mine is too (Part Two)

Wise Ones,
Friday I rocked my Boudoir shoot. It was fun, playful, uncomfortable and so very worth it! 
One of my girlfriends said to me “You always do the coolest photo shoots” and without thinking I replied “That’s how I practice falling in love with myself”. 

And it’s true. Practicing the magic of glamor, coupled with seeing myself through someone else’s lens, quiets the critic within. It offers true sight. It provides a window to see myself without all the filters I usually look at myself through.

When I look at myself I see one thing. 
When I dress up and look at myself I see something different. 
When I see myself through someone else’s eyes the vision shifts again. 
And when I dress up and see myself through someone else’s eyes, I transform even more. 

I feel different. 
And that feeling lasts. It’s a body memory that becomes more easily accessible the more often I touch it, feel it, live it. 

What tools do you use to fall in love with yourself? 
Is it dressing up?
Makeup and hair?
Wearing lingerie under your regular clothes like a secret only you know?
Putting on those boots that give you a little extra swagger?
Listening to a song that gives your hips a wiggle?
Dancing like no one is watching?
Savoring the most delicious of flavors? 
Or bathing in a scent that makes you swoon?

What senses do you activate to fall in love with you? 
How do you feel this in your body? 
What can you do to invoke this feeling on command?

My photo shoot did not heal years of self criticism. 
It did not completely silence that negative voice. But it did close the wound a little more, it gave me more moments of peace in my mind and it reminded me that my body is indeed sacred and sexy and a little wild too. 

It was a ritual, a ceremony, a blessing. 
It was magic. 
And magic ripples. 
It makes waves. 
And it transforms. 
I invite you to create a ceremony to honor your sacred body, your sensuality, your sexy self. 

Let me know what you discover. 

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