Being Comfortable With Yourself

(This dream was recorded on 18 February 2005)

I am in a class.

We are to learn something very special in this class.

The tutor tells us to take our clothes off to the extent that we feel comfortable. Then we begin to comment on our own bodies on the parts we like or don’t like. We are encouraged to tell the reasons as to why we do or don’t like those parts. We are also encouraged to pick on any member in the class and comment on his/her body subject his/her prior approval. We are told to remember one important point which is, our comments must be non-judgemental either to ourselves or others. All we need to do is to observe and tell our feelings.

What an interesting experience it will be!

There are six students in the class. The first person is a tall, thin, short-haired young Western woman who is totally naked and her body looks perfect. It is obviously that she is very comfortable with her body and she has no problem to reveal it. The second is a short, dark-haired woman who is in her twenties. She is not as comfortable as the first lady and she has her top and nickers on. The third person is a middle-aged woman who I can’t remember particular features. The fourth and fifth are two Indians - a girl of about 16 and a boy of about 12, who appear to be brother and sister. They follow the tutor’s instructions and they are also naked. The last person is me. I am fairly comfortable with my body but for some reason I have a semi-transparent tape covering the part where my pubic hair is.

We then start telling our feelings about our bodies. I remember that the first good-shaped lady has no problem in talking about herself. It is obvious that she is not only confident about herself, she also has no hidden issues or social taboos as to our bodies. I wonder if she is a model or actress. The second lady says she doesn’t like her body as it is always fat and that she hates to see herself naked. The Indian boy and the India girl perhaps because of their age, they are a bit shy and have little to say. I think they may not enjoy this class.

When it is my turn, I point out that the part I like about myself is my breasts although I have almost never received compliments from guys. But I like them because they are the perfect size and shape for me. Also there is no part in my body that I hate.

No one makes any comment on others although we are given such an opportunity. Perhaps it is because it is our first class?

We have been made so comfortable with ourselves and with others that at the end of the class we are all naked and talking about anything!

When I leave the classroom, I see an Indian woman talking to my tutor. No doubt she is the mother of the Indian boy and girl. She tells the tutor that her children love the class so much that they can’t wait for the next class because they have learnt a lot from this exercise. Obviously my earlier thinking that they were not comfortable or embarrassed is not true.