Since I don’t have the inspiration to write about anything, I want to simply share some things. I will refer to posts, and most will be quite old. But still lovely as always <3
Recipes I tried and loved
I found this recipe trough pinterest, and since I have made it so many times. I never knew that lemon tasted so good with broccoli. Also by putting the broccoli in the oven, it gets a super flavor. The ginger I left out, since neither I nor my dad likes it, sorry mom. The toppings are optional, and I leave them out if I don’t have the ingredients at hand. Seriously guys, you HAVE to try this!
In this post I am not talking about exterior beauty, even though the title goes for both inner and outer beauty. You can see beauty in many things ranging from small to very big things, but we often forget or don’t acknowledge how beautiful we are as a person. I know so many people who are the most beautiful souls in my opinion; however, they only seem to see the negative side about themselves. They see their flaws. It’s not bad to see your flaws, just know that you are more then your flaws. As N. wrote in her last post, you spent 24 hours a day, for 365 days in a year with yourself. So, don’t be at war with yourself. Take care of yourself.
Give yourself space to grow, to rest and to love yourself.
Find beauty in yourself, allow yourself to be happy and share your happiness with the world! The world is full of horrible things, so lets make sure we don’t add to that. Know your worth, know you are beautiful.
There is something about my skin that I haven’t shared with anybody. Until now that is. When I was 14, I managed to get burned. My upper legs were covered in blisters on a thick red carpet that had formed on my legs. On my hip a blister around the size of my thumb, my arm carrying a red stain, my fingers covered in thin white-translucent blisters and additional marks here and there. I hated the pain. I couldn’t walk for days as it would make my skin stretch and my blisters ache. The heat making everything worse. Simple things like going to the bathroom, sleeping, walking, everything had become too difficult. The pain didn’t last long, about 2 weeks later, I was already hopping through the garden and dancing in the rain. I never really cared about the way it looked. And to this day I still don’t care. Most of it has faded away. As the strange individual that I was I even thought it was quite nice, it tells a silly story.
So why am I sharing this with you?
First of all to warn you for citrus fruits. If you get the juice on your skin, for example on your hands by putting lemon on your meal, if it then gets exposed to sun, it can cause some nasty burns. I believe this is something that mostly happens around the beach with bright sun. It won’t happen that easy here in Holland, but still please be careful! I also once read that a lot of party-people get it from drinking something with lemon juice, which results is a upper lip burn :( Don’t get me wrong I loooove lemons and most citrus fruits, but be careful with them!
The second reason I wanted to share this, is to tell you that scars are not things you have to hide. They don’t make you any more or less beautiful. It might be easy to say this for me, as I was mostly left with scars on the sides of my body and on my legs. They are hardly ever exposed and they are mild burns. As I said, now you can hardly even see them. But scars, no matter the cause or how visible they are. They do not make you any less beautiful.
A subject I find incredibly important. We live in a society where our appearance is constantly judged, by others but also by ourselves. Unfortunately there are many people who look in the mirror and see an image they don’t like. People who don’t feel confident without make-up. People who don’t like their body shape. Zits, fat rolls, bony shoulders, broad shoulders, it seems as if no body-type is ever good enough. We all have flaws, insecurities. Can you imagine a world where everyone looks like a (photo-shopped)supermodel, even without make-up on, a new ‘natural’ look. I’m pretty sure we would still find flaws, maybe in a different way, but still we wouldn’t be content. If this would be reality -I am sorry to crush this ‘ideal’ image- but don’t you think this would make us so much less interesting. We would lose so much diversity and we should embrace our diversity. Because it is beautiful.
I have had struggles with my body image for many years. And now I’m happy to say that I am actually really happy with my body. The truth is my body still looks the same, mostly anyways. But internally I have changed. I have learned to appreciate my tiny posture, my lack of boobs, my skin even with my scars, bruises and impurities. I have accepted that you can see my rib cage when I bent forward and see my belly bulge at the same time. There are still things that I don’t like about my appearance, things that make me self aware. But I have decided that I can be content about them and I do realize how little they change about my appearance as a whole. Most importantly how they change me only for the better as a person.
I was always thin, something many people strive for. I wasn’t always happy though. Comments ranged from; ”Do you eat enough? If you don’t eat more, I will be worried about you having anorexia -no joke, someone actually told me this in a joke like way, after which I escaped to the bathroom to cry. Here have some more food, you need it. I wish I was as skinny as you are! You’re so lucky, you don’t get fat!” All these comment were made by people who care(d) for me. But I hope you can realize that they did not make me happy, not at all. Two lovely ladies did ask me why it would not be nice to hear that you are thin, after all it’s something they see as a positive thing. I explained them and I will explain it here as well, very short using my opinion. I never wanted to be skinny, I wanted to be healthy, a healthy weight. Hearing the words skinny or thin always made me feel like I was underweight. As if people would judge me for not eating enough, not being enough. And that hurts.
Mariët Mons wrote a beautiful post about beauty or function of our bodies. It is written in Dutch, and if you can please read it. Mariët writes beautiful. The main message is something that I want to share with you! It’s that we should realize that the value of our body does not depend on how it looks, the value is in it’s functionality. What really is important is health and love, and for this you do NOT need a perfect body that lacks flaws and follows all the beauty standards.
Here is a tiny exercise that may sound silly to some, but who cares. Kan gewoon:
Stand in front of your mirror, if possible a full body frame mirror. You can wear your favorite outfit, your underwear, nothing, it doesn’t really matter. Now close your eyes. Say all your flaws (out loud or in your mind) BUT follow them by saying a positive thing about the flaws as well. Start wherever you like, and finish when you feel like it. Take a deep calm breath and open your eyes.