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Welcome to B.E. Delight! 

This is my space to share some insightful nuggets and pure delight. Enjoy!




By Elizabeth Mayville

I have a thing for cannonball art.

Remember this beauty from this post? Here are a couple more:

Not technically a cannonball but so, so gorgeous:


I came across this poem today that I just loved. It’s making me think about appreciation for our bodies, and the long journey that can be.

Sing the body,
What have I not hated about my own?
I remember joking in high school that
I would never procreate, to protect
the species from my ugliness.

I remember thinking my hands were handsome,
And my teeth were straight,
Measly concessions for a body
Meant for the basement.

But oh,
Sing your thirties,
When I stopped wishing I was someone else,
Two decades of that had singed me.
And something switched.
The mirror stopped its hissing,
Its condescending remarks.
I stopped hating my skeleton, my skin, the way my body did what it needs to do.
This is my body, and it is good.
And sometimes, in romantic moments, I let people love it. And they do love it.
No matter how the buried teenage boy in me tries to warn them ‘you are being tricked! This is ugliness.’ No. It is not. It is the body of a man. And he carries it as a man. And how you carry is almost all of what is felt. How you sing the body is what your lover hears. Sing to yourself.

I’ve heard the song of the forties is even sweeter.

My inner English major especially loves all the references to Walt Whitman's poem I Sing the Body ElectricIt’s a long poem with a ton going on, but here's a particularly beautiful stanza:

I have perceiv’d that to be with those I like is enough,
To stop in company with the rest at evening is enough,
To be surrounded by beautiful, curious, breathing, laughing flesh is enough,
To pass among them or touch any one, or rest my arm ever so lightly round his or her neck for a moment, what is this then?
I do not ask any more delight, I swim in it as in a sea.

One more thought on this topic:

“It’s not a body’s job to be perfect. It’s to keep you alive. I love your body for keeping my favorite person alive.”

(From a beautiful piece over at Cup of Jo)


My favorite Ayurvedic goods for cooling the body in summer:


My absolute favorite new Instagram discovery: comedian Heather McMahan. She is so funny that I won’t even try to summarize – just go check her out. Her parody ASMR videos are some of my favorites. Here's the first one, and here's the second.

Also, after just spending some time on the east coast, I have a newfound appreciation for this SNL parody of a Dunkin Donuts ad!

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