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 <title>I finally wrote mine too...</title>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;I finally decided to get real with myself and just write it. If you&#039;d like to see it, its on my couch confessional here: &lt;a href=&quot;http://couchconfessional.blogspot.com&quot; title=&quot;The Couch Confessional&quot;&gt;The Couch Confessional &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Your post was an inspiration. THank you for writing it. &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://couchconfessional.blogspot.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://my2monsters.blogspot.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://losintogether.blogspot.com &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Mon, 30 Jun 2008 11:11:04 -0500</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>missbeth5281</dc:creator>
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 <title>Body Image Crisis</title>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;Thank you for reminding me of all the things I love about residing in this body I call Home. I too am an &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.parkinx.com/fineart/index.html&quot;&gt;artist&lt;/a&gt; and can relate to your sensory imagery and lovely specifics. I just returned from vacation where I suffered a mild &lt;a href=&quot;http://divergentpathways.blogspot.com/2008/06/jan-in-real-life.html&quot;&gt;body image crisis&lt;/a&gt; (which prompted some lively dialogue from my friends).  It was so good to be reminded here of the more basic joys of living in my skin. My &amp;quot;letter&amp;quot; is not in letter form, but includes a kind of praise of the joy of taking care of myself, based on another &amp;quot;body image crisis&amp;quot; I experienced about a month ago. You can read it &lt;a href=&quot;http://divergentpathways.blogspot.com/2008/05/worshipping-at-altar-of-fitness.html&quot;&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Thanks again for reminding me what real body-beauty is and where to find it: The sun on my back, a warm embrace, the taste of a cucumber, seeing patterns of light and shadow as I move through time and space, the softness of the womb where my children grew before they met the world.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Thu, 26 Jun 2008 22:15:08 -0500</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>charrette</dc:creator>
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 <title>body letter</title>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;Thank you so much.  I really appreciate your thoughts&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Thu, 26 Jun 2008 02:15:43 -0500</pubDate>
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 <title>Learning to Love Me...</title>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;Laurie, that was BEAUTIFUL. You can tell you are an artist just by reading your words as you are able to see beauty in every detail of what your eyes behold. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; When I read the title of your post, I was pleased to see that other people who are sensitive to their body image realized what I realized not that long ago. I was at a loss of words on my &amp;quot;weigh-in day&amp;quot; report, sad that I wasn&#039;t able to meet my goal, but instead of putting myself down I spoke to myself as I would my own daughter.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; You can read my letter here: &lt;a href=&quot;http://rebecca.smokebrush.com/index.php/2008/05/29/rocky-week/&quot; title=&quot;http://rebecca.smokebrush.com/index.php/2008/05/29/rocky-week/&quot;&gt;http://rebecca.smokebrush.com/index.php/2008/05/29/rocky-week/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Wed, 25 Jun 2008 18:12:13 -0500</pubDate>
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 <description>&lt;script type=&quot;text/javascript&quot; src=&quot;http://blenza.com/linkies/header.js&quot;&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;p&gt;It&#039;s hard for me to think about writing a letter to my body because I don&#039;t feel that any separation exists. So I decided to visualize talking to myself in the mirror.  I think out loud a lot, so that&#039;s not hard.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I&#039;m going to talk about &quot;being present in my body&quot; even though that phrase still feels a little separate, because I don&#039;t have better words. I didn&#039;t start out this way. Learning to be present in my body most of the time was a mixture of joy and hard work that happened after I grew up. And since I&#039;m sixty-six, it&#039;s been going on for a long time.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I&#039;m grateful for the physicality of my life, both in its intensity and all its subtleties.  Feeling the air on my skin on a warm day, seeing the world as I walk through it. I like the patterns in the cement, the leaves on the trees, I like the faces as I go by. I experience vision physically, perhaps because I’m an artist.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I&#039;m not necessarily grateful for the fact that being present is about pain as well as joy. And when I hurt, I feel the interruptive intrusiveness of quite small pains as well as the sometimes overwhelming power of strong pain. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I&#039;m grateful for the pleasures of taste, for the repleteness sensation of eating, for orgasm and the more subtle pleasures of sex.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I&#039;m an artist and I work with my hands.  I appreciate the physical sensation of making something with them, something that didn&#039;t exist before. And the passion of dance - whether it&#039;s just me dancing or when I&#039;m teaching belly dance to kids and experiencing their intensity along with my own.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Then there&#039;s my face in the mirror looking back with all the lines that tell the story of my life so far.  I like that too.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;~~Visit Guest Editor Laurie Toby Edison at &lt;a href=http://www.laurietobyedison.com/discuss/&gt;Body Impolitic&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Mon, 23 Jun 2008 06:49:19 -0500</pubDate>
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