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She opened her eyes and sat up slowly. Twenty members of the community had gathered at the edge of the rock outcropping, standing in a loose semicircle. Men and women, young and old, all as naked as she was. They held garlands of wildflowers and small clay pots. At their center stood Miriam, holding a bowl filled with a golden oil that glinted in the sunlight.

When fitness is motivated solely by a desire to change your appearance, it becomes a chore. A body-positive approach rebrands exercise as "joyful movement." Movement should celebrate what your body can do, not punish it for what you ate. She opened her eyes and sat up slowly

As the sun reached its zenith and beat down directly upon her, Paula felt something inside her crack open, like the shell of a seed. It was not a dramatic epiphany, but a quiet, deep acceptance. Her thighs touched. Her belly had a soft curve. Her breasts, never large, had begun to show the slight sag of approaching middle age. None of it mattered. None of it had ever mattered. They held garlands of wildflowers and small clay pots