Recently, in a large city in Australia , a poster featuring a young, thin and tan woman appeared in the window of a gym. It said, "This summer, do you want to be a mermaid or a whale?" A middle-aged woman, whose physical characteristics did not match those of the woman on the poster, responded publicly to the question posed by the gym. To Whom It May Concern, Whales are always surrounded by friends (dolphins, sea lions, curious humans.) They have an active sex life, get pregnant and have adorable baby whales. They have a wonderful time with dolphins stuffing themselves with shrimp. They play and swim in the seas, seeing wonderful places like Patagonia , the Bering Sea and the coral reefs of Polynesia . Whales are wonderful singers and have even recorded CDs. They are incredible creatures and virtually have no predators other than humans. They are loved, protected and admired by almost everyone in the world. Mermaids don't exist. If they did exist, they would be lining up outside the offices of Argentinean psychoanalysts due to identity crisis. Fish or human? They don't have a sex life because they kill men who get close to them, not to mention how could they have sex? Just look at them ... where is IT? Therefore, they don't have kids either. Not to mention, who wants to get close to a girl who smells like a fish store? The choice is perfectly clear to me: I want to be a whale. P.S. We are in an age when media puts into our heads the idea that only skinny people are beautiful, but I prefer to enjoy an ice cream with my kids, a |
good dinner with a man who makes me shiver, and a piece of chocolate with my friends.
With time, we gain weight
because we accumulate so much information and wisdom in our heads
that when there is no more room,
it distributes out to the rest of our bodies.
So we aren't heavy,
we are enormously cultured,
educated and happy.
Beginning today,
when I look at my butt in the mirror I will think,
because we accumulate so much information and wisdom in our heads
that when there is no more room,
it distributes out to the rest of our bodies.
So we aren't heavy,
we are enormously cultured,
educated and happy.
Beginning today,
when I look at my butt in the mirror I will think,
¨Good grief, look how smart I am!¨
12 comments:
Kudos to the Australian woman. Will there ever come a time when women truly accept themselves and their bodies without feeling the need for validation? If we had to meet and get to know one another with our eyes shut perhaps our hearts would be more open and accepting of the gifts we have to offer instead of what we look like.
Paula said it beautifully.
well said! I love that Kathy
I love the poem. I am on the thin side and have been my whole life. All the other females in my family are womanly size.
My daughter is a full figure kind of girl.
My whole life people have accused me of having an eating disorder. I never have had one. Just food allergies. I eat without combining lots of things. That way I don't feel sick.
I have had people come up to me and say "you are so skinny you make me sick." What!! My mother weighed 300 lbs. I would never say that to a heavy person. I say lets be happy with our bodies.
I work hard to stay firm. My goal was to look healthy at 50. I look great at 51. And I eat what I want that doesn't make me sick.
I loved this Kathy. You are enormously cultured, educated and happy. And smart!
I enjoyed this too. And I also applaud what beachgirl said.
Oh I love, it, love it!! Makes me feel quite wise and womanly!
I loved this post - it is so true. Must be why after 60 years, I finally put on some weight.
I like what Paula said. We often put so much value on what people look like (and I'm not just talking size) that we don't get to know the real person inside.
Today, for the first time ever, I'm glad I have a big butt! lol
Love it!! Now I can feel good about getting "smarter" as I sit and do nothing but mend!
I.LIKE.THIS.A.LOT. :-)))
save the whales! i am one too ;-)
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