Every Body is Beautiful

I’m pale and prone to freckles and deep red sunburns in the summer. My daughter is the color of milk chocolate, which deepens to a coffee color by the end of August. 

When I was young, bandaids and bras and crayons that were 'nude' or 'flesh' colored only came in one color, and that matched my skin more closely than hers. While we still have a long way to go, I'm happy that when she falls and skins her knee, I can give her a bandage that matches her skin, not mine. And when she's old enough for her first bra, we can get her a 'nude' color that reflects the diverse reality that skin has a beautifully wide range of hues.

One of the surest paths to loving yourself as an adult is to learn how to love yourself when you are young. 

I received this recently from my mom, and thought it so beautifully and profoundly captures the steps we can take as parents and grandparents and teachers and aunts and sisters to teach kids to focus on what really matters (which, spoiler alert, is not the size of our thighs):


"How to talk to your daughter about her body, step one: 

Don't talk to your daughter about her body, except to teach her how it works.



Don't say anything if she's lost weight.

Don't say anything if she's gained weight.



If you think your daughter's body looks amazing, don't say that. Here are some things you can say instead:



"You look so healthy!" is a great one.



Or how about, "You're looking so strong."



"I can see how happy you are -- you're glowing."



Better yet, compliment her on something that has nothing to do with her body.



Don't comment on other women's bodies either. Nope. Not a single comment, not a nice one or a mean one.



Teach her about kindness towards others, but also kindness towards yourself.



Don't you dare talk about how much you hate your body in front of your daughter, or talk about your new diet. In fact, don't go on a diet in front of your daughter. Buy healthy food. Cook healthy meals. But don't say, "I'm not eating carbs right now." Your daughter should never think that carbs are evil, because shame over what you eat only leads to shame about yourself.



Encourage your daughter to run because it makes her feel less stressed. 

Encourage your daughter to climb mountains because there is nowhere better to explore your spirituality than the peak of the universe. 

Encourage your daughter to surf, or rock climb, or mountain bike because it scares her and that's a good thing sometimes.



Help your daughter love soccer or rowing or hockey because sports make her a better leader and a more confident woman. Explain that no matter how old you get, you'll never stop needing good teamwork. 

Never make her play a sport she isn't absolutely in love with.



Prove to your daughter that women don't need men to move their furniture.



Teach your daughter how to cook kale.



Teach your daughter how to bake chocolate cake made with six sticks of butter.



Pass on your own mom's recipe for Christmas morning coffee cake. 

Pass on your love of being outside.



Maybe you and your daughter both have thick thighs or wide ribcages. It's easy to hate these non-size zero body parts. Don't. 

Tell your daughter that with her legs she can run a marathon if she wants to, and her ribcage is nothing but a carrying case for strong lungs. She can scream and she can sing and she can lift up the world, if she wants.



Remind your daughter that the best thing she can do with her body is to use it to mobilize her beautiful soul.


~ Sarah Koppelkam"