The body reacts to what’s inside.
Because we can’t see it doesn’t mean it’s not here.
Because we can’t feel it doesn’t mean it can’t hurt.
We can become very good at numbing ourselves from our feelings. We avoid our emotions. We don’t want to feel the pain, whether physical or mental or emotional.
The body can take it for so long, until it can’t anymore.
And then we get sick. It can be as simple as a cold, or something more serious. In can be anything in between. It will probably look unrelated. It will probably piss ourselves off because it will slow us down.
The one thing we should have done long ago will now be on the table.
Looking for what makes us feel bad.
Looking for things we didn’t say.
Looking for things we didn’t forgive.
Looking for things we are still holding on to.
Looking for tension and inflexibility.
Looking for the inner little child.
Looking for the patterns repeating themselves.
Looking for the story we keep telling even though we don’t like it.
Looking finally for things we wish we could change.
And then having the courage to take one step in that direction.
This makes us feel a little better already.
This is one path to recover.
Not necessarily the easiest or fastest, but might be my favourite nonetheless.
Over the years I have learned to understand my sore throat, my sinusitis, my cold and flu. Eczema is on I still don’t quite get. Scoliosis another.
What are the things you’ve learned thanks to your body? Deeply, inwardly I mean. Not just to rest and take care.
Lessons like standing up and speaking for ourselves, protecting and honouring our needs, showing up with more authenticity….