11/08/2026
This post is not about how big or small, loose or toned my arms or your arms are. Itās about how all of us have been made to feel. And how much easier it is to see others with compassion or even neutrality than we can see ourselves.
I am ashamed but I also TOTALLY understand myself and the thoughts I had. Because:
ā„ļø Since 2015 I have supported women through perimenopause and into post-menopause.
ā¤ļøā𩹠Women coming to my workshops and courses expressed hatred for themselves, physically and in terms of mood.
ā¤ļøā𩹠My heart was aching for their inability to see beyond our conditioning!
ā„ļø So what I developed in Yoga for Menopause was centered around the shattering of what we think we should be, and the building of appreciation for life as it passes, including the changes we are taught to despise.
Now, 11 years on and age 56, my body is still changing. I have more of the visible effects of my journey from birth to old age.
I preach acceptance!
I do accept my age and that I will not last forever.
I accept my osteoporosis, my hearing loss, my changed energy. I talk about these things openly.
I teach meditations on our softness, like how touching soft plump bellies feels lovely, and noticing how good flesh wobbles FEEL!
So, I was sideswiped when I found myself wanting to hide photos where the angle caused the flesh of my arm to hang āunattractivelyā.
Jeez, the cellular way dissatisfaction is ingrained in us! Itās MAD!!!
The marketers used to just come at women in their 20s and 30s. Now in our 50s 60s 70s, we are under the same pressures as we were then. They will not let up.
Our job is to understand that, and every day push ourselves towards the truth. If you want to live a long and happy life, research shows that being okay with aging actually increases longevity.
As my boyfriend said to me, āthey are just normal armsā. Most of us just have normal arms. Including them in a book about movement practices, shouldnāt be in any way significant.
Thank you all for reading my posts, and unknowingly making me stand up for the principles I hold so close to my heart for other women, but for a moment couldnāt bestow on myself.