Every woman around me was carefully wrapping herself in a towel, turning away, doing her best to stay covered.
It wasn’t a large room — and there were cubicles with doors for anyone who wanted privacy — yet still, there was this sense of needing to hide.
And it made me pause.
Why do we feel we need to hide our bodies… even in a space that’s just for women?
Why do we feel we need to hide our bodies… even in a space that’s just for women?
Growing Up in Sweden Was Different
I grew up in Sweden, where this was never the case. The showers in change rooms were open — no curtains, no cubicles.
Women would stand side by side — showering, chatting, laughing. Bodies were just bodies. There was no shame, no awkwardness, no sense of needing to cover up.
When I was rowing, we even shared the sauna with men. It wasn’t strange. It was simply normal.
A Memory With My Daughter
When my children were little, I saw how different things were here in Australia. My daughter would use her towel like a shield after swimming lessons, because that’s what “everyone did.”
But when she was 11 (and my son was 9), we spent three months in Sweden.
One day, she came home after sports at school, her eyes wide.
“Mum… the girls were all running around naked in the change room! Showering, laughing, not even caring!”
At first, she was shocked. A little uncomfortable.
But then she noticed the freedom in it — the comfort, the joy, the complete lack of shame.
But then she noticed the freedom in it — the comfort, the joy, the complete lack of shame.
That memory has always stayed with me.
A Body is a Body
I’ve worked with bodies for over 25 years. I’ve seen every shape, every size, every scar, every wrinkle, every story.
And you know what?
π None of that defines a person.
π None of that defines a person.
Your body is not who you are.
Your body is your temple.
Your body is your temple.
Bodies Change — And That’s a Privilege
As women, our bodies go through incredible journeys:
π€° Pregnancy
π§ Birth
π Menopause
β³ Aging
π€° Pregnancy
π§ Birth
π Menopause
β³ Aging
Bellies stretch. Breasts sag. Skin wrinkles. Gravity leaves its mark.
Yes, those changes can feel confronting when we look in the mirror.
But every mark, every fold, every wrinkle is proof that you’ve lived.
But every mark, every fold, every wrinkle is proof that you’ve lived.
And isn’t that worth embracing?
My Message to You Today
Can you stand in front of a mirror and truly love what you see?
Not “one day when you’ve lost weight.”
Not “when you’ve toned up.”
Not “when you’ve toned up.”
But right now.
π Can you love the belly that carried your babies?
π The wrinkles that came from years of laughter and tears?
π The softness that time has gifted you?
π The wrinkles that came from years of laughter and tears?
π The softness that time has gifted you?
And if you choose to make changes, do it from love — not shame.
Move your body, nourish it, care for it. Not because you need to be “perfect,” but because you love yourself enough to honour your temple.
Move your body, nourish it, care for it. Not because you need to be “perfect,” but because you love yourself enough to honour your temple.
Another Reflection…
Why do we hide so much here in Australia?
Why don’t we allow female teachers to simply supervise girls in change rooms — showing them what healthy, comfortable body acceptance looks like? Perhaps that role-modelling is what young girls need most.
And here’s where I may differ from some: I believe there are two sexes — female and male. And we can honour that without shame, without confusion, and without losing the sacredness of our spaces.
What I Believe Deeply
βοΈ A body is a body — it is not who you are.
βοΈ Every wrinkle, every fold, every scar tells your story.
βοΈ Hiding feeds shame. Embracing feeds love.
βοΈ Self-love begins when you stop fighting your reflection.
βοΈ Every wrinkle, every fold, every scar tells your story.
βοΈ Hiding feeds shame. Embracing feeds love.
βοΈ Self-love begins when you stop fighting your reflection.
A Question For You
π What is your relationship with your body?
π Do you hide, or are you learning to accept and love yourself?
π Why do you think women hide in change rooms here in Australia?
π Do you hide, or are you learning to accept and love yourself?
π Why do you think women hide in change rooms here in Australia?
This may trigger some… but maybe that’s the point.
Maybe it’s time we open up the conversation.
Because real self-love doesn’t start “one day when we’re perfect.”
It starts now.
With the body you live in today.
It starts now.
With the body you live in today.
Love it. Care for it. Honour it.
Because it’s yours.
And it’s beautiful.
Because it’s yours.
And it’s beautiful.
Karin Hagberg – The Awake Wellness Warrioress
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