I happened upon a blog today by a woman named Ev'Yan. It is so beautifully written and so inspirational, I thought I would share a part of it here. The following quote is her response to watching a full figured belly dancer perform. This is what I wish for each and every one of my students, as well as all of the women that witnesses our performance.
I heard my mind whisper, Her belly is round like mine, & she is beautiful.
Which translated into: My belly is round like hers, & I am beautiful.
Within seconds of this euphoric realization, I began to fall passionately in love with my own body. Deeply. Fully. Unconditionally.
By happenstance, through the brazen sensual expressions of bellies moving like serpents, I came to worship my glorious folds of skin, the pudge, the delicious pockets of fat that make up my feminine physique.
My belly is now the most celebrated feature on my body. I hold it, rub it, cradle it. Its roundness is a symbol of my inherent abundance; its fullness is confirmation that I am healthy, strong, nourished, & contented.
I carry a fire inside of my belly. Within in it is the essence of my newfound womanhood.
To read the rest of this beautiful blog post, click here.
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