Inspired by the unfathomable amount of hate mail over a silly nearly naked yoga promo video, plus so many hateful comments regarding my age, weight, gender, etc.: I was compelled to write this for all of us who get (bullied) and disrespected simply because of the fear we reveal to others about themselves. #TheRawTruth
You Will Not Shame Me
The media would have us believe that we are less-than because of age — too many of us have bought into this lie. They make billions on our insecurities. Think about it. You and I are both a day older today than we were yesterday. We are all aging at the same rate — unless we’re dead.
I don’t know about you, but I prefer to be alive and getting older. But getting older doesn’t have to mean we are less-than. It doesn’t mean we are not vitally important, vibrantly alive, sexy, and making a positive difference in this world. Nope — it doesn’t mean that at all!
So, please, if you love my poem and the video Mark created for me to reveal I am still strong, powerful, sexy, vibrant and worthy — share it with anyone you feel is not feeling that love for themselves. We are either an example or a warning… I hope I am an example to some of you today.
You will not shame me for getting older.
Nor should you want to.
You are getting older too.
And it’s OK. It’s better than OK. It’s a gift. It means we are still here!
My mother felt less-than as she aged. I vowed then to fight the myth that somehow I’m less-than because I’m older than I was yesterday.
I am a better version of myself since yesterday. More of the blanks have been filled in — with many yet to be revealed.
I love seeing the evidence on my face that I have smiled a million smiles — cried a million tears — and expressed freely my passions and pains.
You might feel the need to judge me. We are taught to fear aging. I’m here to love you through that. It’s really a beautiful process to be alive through all phases and to find the pearls in the ash of our traumas.
The is me stripped down to the core… bouncing between one version of myself 12 years my junior, I am reminded of the power of my path. The corners I have been around that have shaped the “ME” of today. And baby, sexy does not have an expiration date!
What would the world look like if we loved each other regardless of the number of birthdays, color of our meat suits, land of birth or who we choose to love? What if? Well, that is how I choose to live my life and let me just say — it’s freeing. It’s beautiful. And the view I have is magnificent… I would love to share it with you all!
You will NOT shame me for getting older.
Nor should you want to.
You are getting older, too.