Body Image: Getting Something off my Chest

This is part of an ever expanding series on body image and mirror work.

Had planned to save the breast for last…(sorry, really couldn’t quite hold back)

So alas I find myself being drawn to post the part of my body I have loved the most.

They are my breast assets, in my humble opinion both energetically and physically.

These breasts, they carry the energy of my heart, my love both for my children and others.

Long, easily stimulated pencil eraser tip nips;

The cherries on top of darkened areolas, the peak of mounding soft flesh of DD/DDD proportions, depending on who’s measuring, of course.

More than a mouth or handful for sure.
they can be a source of both pleasure
and contempt for me,

Having preferred for so long to keep them in hiding.

They were something I prized, yet I couldn’t tolerate the hunger I could see them create within a man’s eyes,

with their voluptuous size and ever prominent erect nipples unless hidden, unbidden under excessive padding.

Now as I continue to embrace and have greater compassion for this woman of great fire and passion, I begin to flaunt doing my best to balance the taunt, treading somewhat between doing so cautiously and precariously.

These breasts a pillow for only a handful of fellows, yet the producers of much pleasure and the white gold of a mother. They nourished my children as babies and toddlers, bearing the burden of their nutrition.

These breasts, no longer a source of unbidden suffering finally now for me a wholesome and nutritious source of celebration.

Namaste.
__/|\__ Metta

2016.02.06

35 thoughts on “Body Image: Getting Something off my Chest

  1. You are very welcome. I loved these lines “These breasts a pillow for only a handful of fellows, yet the producers of much pleasure and the white gold of a mother. They nourished my children as babies and toddlers, bearing the burden of their nutrition.”

    How true! Something that triggers lust and lecherous thoughts is also the source of life giving energy to another soul. A woman’s body in itself personifies the very essence of women. It can be an attractive asset, a sensuous instrument, an embodiment of love, a protective warmth at different times and sometimes all at the same time.

    Regards
    me

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  2. You should get a little more of your chest…like that top! 😉 This is a delicious photo and wish I was among the fortunate fellows to rest my head upon them. 🙂 Glad to see you accepting and celebrating your charms…

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  3. That is indeed sacred territory – life giving and tantalizing – nourishing and redeeming. You are blessed to have them and thank you for a small glimpse – perfectly crafted wonders. Wow — just …wow.

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  4. […] So alas I find myself being drawn to post the part of my body I have loved the most. They are my breast assets, in my humble opinion both energetically and physically. These breasts, they carry the energy of my heart, my love both for my children and others. Long, easily stimulated pencil eraser tip nips; The cherries on top of darkened areolas, the peak of mounding soft flesh of DD/DDD proportions, depending on who’s measuring, of course. More than a mouth or handful for sure. they can be a source of both pleasure and contempt for me, Having preferred for so long to keep them in hiding. They were something I prized, yet I couldn’t tolerate the hunger I could see them create within a man’s eyes, with their voluptuous size and ever prominent erect nipples unless hidden, unbidden under excessive padding. Now as I continue to embrace and have greater compassion for this woman of great fire and passion, I begin to flaunt doing my best to balance the taunt, treading somewhat between doing so cautiously and precariously. These breasts a pillow for only a handful of fellows, yet the producers of much pleasure and the white gold of a mother. They nourished my children as babies and toddlers, bearing the burden of their nutrition. These breasts, no longer a source of unbidden suffering finally now for me a wholesome and nutritious source of celebration. Source: Body Image: Getting Something off my Chest […]

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  5. I love that you are celebrating your body! I often find women saying the opposite- that they hate this and that. And while I do empathize with the struggle to accept every part of you, I find it so refreshing that you are being so positive.
    I recently got myself properly fitted for a bra and now, not only am I so so much more comfortable, I found a new appreciation for those things on my chest. I pretty much want to shove anyone who is in need of a hug into my breasts for a good squishy snuggle. I really think everyone could benefit! Hee hee. 🙂

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