Our flesh is home to the stories we are told, the experiences we have endured, and the things we believe.
Our bodies are both soft and strong, malleable and stubborn, woven from the cloth of our ancestors.
The body is a masterpiece. But, it is also an intent listener. And with this, something that is both a blessing and hindrance, the body may absorb judgmental whispers.
For me, loving myself has not been black and white. It is an ever-evolving process that has taken years of continued practice. I remain in awe of the work that it has taken to love myself deeply and well.
The pathways formed from childhood, from societal norms, from media portrayals of what the perfect woman ought to be. I have experienced the rejection of my own body, this sacred flesh.
Avoiding mirrors while naked, the need to hide under layers of clothing, feeling uncomfortable if I didn’t wear a bra. All of these are stories I have told my body, and through gentle guidance and soft surrender, I am now able to begin to rewrite them.
“Owning our story and loving ourselves through that process is the bravest thing that we’ll ever do.”
– Brené Brown
Boudoir is something both Rob and I have found to be very valuable through this process, and we are both honoured and ecstatic to share it with others who feel pulled by it. To us, boudoir is a way to connect the body with the spirit, to fully own one’s power, beauty and resilience.
For some, the boudoir session is very healing – a way to come back to center and a door towards seeing oneself in a new light. Boudoir photography is an opportunity to fall deeply in love with yourself, imperfections and all.