Let me not resent my body for the effects I see of deep trauma and physical struggle. Let me instead tenderly thank my body for its strength in having walked through the fire again and again. Let me admire that it still stands tall and that energy and life still flows through the deepest tunnels within building to a new life. The effects were only effects and needed for a time but were never to be a permanent result and change is constant. Let me praise the grace that brought me through and set me here as I am this day. For now, on the cusp of deep change and joy, now is when my body can let go and heal. And so the outer will match the inner. Breathing out.
Self-sketch drawn a few years ago
The inner and outer matching