During our wall stretches, I remember feeling distinctly awkward when I heard the teacher say, "Kira, you're taking up space." My first instinct was to curl up into a ball and to try and take up less space, to hide from the yoga class. Why do we encourage inhibiting ourselves, rather than celebrating that yes, our bodies are here? There are so many art forms--dance, gymnastics, every sport known to man--that require confidence, which first requires admitting that our bodies are physical beings that are not only useful when shrunken.
We live in a culture that advocates small-ness: We are bombarded with images of diet pills, skeletal models, and ads that tell us this product will help us lose those ten pounds that will change our lives forever! This "small equals success" driven world seems to disregard the energy, productivity, or happiness level of these disappearing people: It only matters that we envy them, that we would do anything to become them.
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There's decorum, then there's shame. Sometimes it's a fine line. But we seem to shy away from BAM moments where we can just throw caution to the wind and admit, "yeah, I'm feeling pretty darn sexy and fabulous today." Taking up space is not always a bad thing. It's not always interfering.
Even Twiggy took up space. Remember that. And people love that chick.
Namaste.
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