Am I my lips, my hair,
Or my skin achingly fair?
Am I my eyes, my breasts
That wish to protest but succumb to contests?
Am I my legs and fanny
Or my hair stubbornly unhappy?
Am I the sum of my body parts?
Do you see me without my body parts?
Am I still me,
Without my skin fair, full breasts and lips?
Will you still want me and love me,
When my skin wrinkles,
When my lips crinkle,
After my breasts dwindle?
Will I still see me?
Will I still love me?
There are many girls and women around the world who are unhappy with the way they look.
In Asia, many women yearn for the fair skin – to the point of whitening their skin. And girls are starving themselves to fit into an ideal size.
All over the world – we ladies tug, pull, diet, nip and snip – just to achieve a version of beauty.
Many have perished over this.
What about the women who have undergone mastectomy and have lost their breasts. Some have lost both their breasts (and more) to Cancer.
Would they become un-beautiful, and feel less of a woman?
We can’t buy, eat or dress beauty – these kinds of beauty cannot sustain us.
What sustains us is loving kindness – loving kindness towards ourselves, and to those around us.
Only then do we become beauty.
By embodying beauty inside and outside, we enjoy everlasting beauty of the heart and soul 🙂