A couple weeks ago I was photographed nude by Easton Richmond, a phenomenal fine art photographer. I was unabashedly one of those people who absolutely, never, no-way, nuh-uh, are you kidding me, did not think I would. Ever. Do. Something. Like this. And yet I did it? I’m on the other side of it now and I did it. How the heck did that happen? Well, I’m about to do my best to explain how I got from one crazy end of the spectrum, to being on the complete opposite end – actually looking forward to the next time!
The absolute hardest part for me was saying yes to the date. Being the schedule-obsessed person that I am, to me that was the moment when I could no longer change my mind. I think it took me roughly 5 days to respond to that email. More than once I would start thinking about it and momentarily allow myself to give in to the little voice saying – “What are you thinking? You can’t possibly do this!” Somehow, in a fit of confidence and strength (brought on by sun and beer) I worked up the courage to respond to the email with a meager, “Sounds good.” I was not feeling super pumped but I was feeling determined.
Shortly after saying yes to the date, and a little less than a week before the shoot, I happened to schedule my first EFT session with my yoga instructor, Mandy. Without knowing much about what to expect, she sat me down and asked me what I wanted to work through. Since the shoot was quickly approaching, I brought it up. She started asking me all sorts of questions surrounding my relationship with my body, my family, etc. Basically, she poked at all the sore spots – hard. Then she had me repeat, out loud, loving and caring words to myself all the while tapping on the energy zones/acupuncture points on my body.
I cried uncontrollably for the entire hour. I can’t ever remember a time in my life when I have told myself and my body that I loved all of it – unconditionally. I left her studio feeling drained, but floating with a weird sense of lightness. Now, I’m not saying you must do EFT before a boudoir session. I think what is important to take away from this is how I was treating myself. For the first time in many years I was sending my body positive and loving energy.
Time quickly passed and the shoot was upon us. While I was feeling less panicky, I’m not going to say I wasn’t nervous. Luckily, I had bit of that good old liquid confidence! I stepped on set and as I was about to drop the last fabric barrier between my skin and that lens, I thought to myself, “It’s for art”. I have long believed that if it’s for art, it should happen – no matter how off the wall. Then something clicked, and I slipped off my robe with more confidence than I could have ever imagined. I felt such an incredible sense of strength. I had just conquered this HUGE fear, and not only that, but it was actually easy! I was invigorated!
Soon after, Easton turned the camera around to show us a picture and I literally gasped and said, “That’s me, that’s beautiful, I’m beautiful!”. I’ve probably seen over a hundred people do exactly the same thing, which only made me love and believe in what I do even more – if that’s possible. As I have heard so often, and can now fully relate to – this experience absolutely changed my life. Don’t wait until the moment is right. Your mind will always think of a reason why it’s not. Believe me – right now is perfect.
Right now, you are perfect.
So, did I talk you into it?