You, dear one, are loved.

I know I shout insults at you all the time
I know I ignore you when you ask me to stop
I can’t imagine what it must be like for you.

You, who wants to feel the sun every day on your skin,
move sensually to music,
walk a thousand miles across green, near water.

You, who always wanted to be a yogi.
To be able to stretch and bend with the rhythms of your breath.
To sit comfortably in retreats without  screaming pain in your legs and back.

Body, I want you to know that I’m sorry.
I wish you had never experienced the trauma of rape
I wish I could have shielded you from a life of stress and survival

Body, I want us to be friends
Prayer to My BodyI don’t want to force you to do anything you don’t want to do
or to be anything you aren’t meant to be

I will not shame you anymore
I will not hide you away

I will remember you are beautiful
and whisper love into your ears

love, just love.
Pure unconditional love.