DAY 04: THE STORY OF YOU
Today we're exploring tell your story, your body's story. Let's get inspired by one part of our bodies and tell their story, focusing on a part of your body you can invite in compassion towards through this story.
You might use some of these suggestions or create your own. Let some of those stories of you spill out onto this page and into your photo today.
THESE FEET HAVE TAKEN ME...
THESE ARMS HAVE HELD...
THIS BELLY HAS NOURISHED...
THESE HANDS HAVE CREATED...
THESE EYES HAVE SEEN...
THESE EARS HAVE HEARD...
July 4, 2022: I spoke with my #doctor this morning. He wants me to continue taking my anti-anxiety and #antidepressant #medications daily for the next two weeks as it takes the body time to adjust. Hopefully I won’t be as sleepy as I have been at the end of those two weeks. We’ll see.
THESE ARMS HAVE HELD my best friend at the time, Lisa, after I had dropped off my nomination papers to run for another term on the Kwantlen University College Board of Governors and Education Council, and received a phone call from my choked up teary eyed Mom saying that my Dad had passed away at just after 2pm, October 7, 2004. As I folded shut my small Nokia flip phone, the tears began to flow and Lisa knew. She cradled me in her arms, letting me hug her tight as I sobbed so deeply in that dimly lit hallway just outside the registrar’s office. Thank you Lisa for your friendship and trust in moments like that.
THESE ARMS HAVE HELD my first #girlfriend Amanda, each Friday night during that all too short summer so long ago, after we’d have watched a movie and an episode of Star Trek Voyager together, on my bed, alone in my room. There was never any fondling, heavy petting or #kissing but there was an incredible closeness I know we both felt deep in our bones. I remember the slow, heavy breathing, as our hands caressed each other’s faces and ran down each other’s backs. These moments were as close to #tantric as either of us had ever been. Thank you Amanda, for teaching me #restraint, how to live in the moment, and for being the first woman to ever make me feel like I was attractive, and wanted.
THESE ARMS HAVE HELD myself in moments of #abamdonment, depression, #distress, #frustration, #loneliness, #overwhelm, and #sadness.
THESE ARMS HAVE HELD myself in moments of #contentment, #euphoria, #exhileration, #good #fortune, #happiness, #horniness, #excitement, #lust, #joy, and #success.
This was originally posted on Instagram and Flickr.
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Today’s photo prompt and reflective journaling questions for today was a part of the BE YOUR OWN BELOVED photo workshop challenge which is run several times throughout the year by photographer VIVIENNE McMASTER. It’s well worth signing up for, and doing alongside other participants. Note that there’s no requirement to share your photos outside of the group. You don’t even have to share the writing reflections with the group, let alone publicly as I do. It’s a very supportive and private safe space that McMaster provides.