Sometimes I feel like I'm in remedial school for body sovereignity. I didn't know how to speak up for myself, how to defend myself, how to trust myself to know what was good for me. So slowly, slowly... I'm learning to trust myself.To listen to myself. to speak up when something doesn't feel good. To resist labeling myself with perjoratives for not knowing, or for not having trusted my own knowing of what was healthy and self-loving and what was self-harm.
So i listen to my breath,
to the places I hold tight,
to the feelings I would push aside and diminish discount.
and slowly I remember.
I know these things by knowing
what feels good for me
what is loving to me
what is nurturing, and affirming, and validating to me.
and the more I accept these things
and the more I allow the good to flow in my life
slowly like honey,
I begin to let myself believe
that I deserve
things for growth,
nurturung and nourishing things
and I let go
the things thast aren't.