I need to be ever present, and aware of how I use my body.
The Ortho-Bionomy session was amazing. So skilled and gifted the therapist. We ‘pair’ really well.
A time of finding, creating a new foundation… on which to rest, live and be. My foundation prior had been built on centuries of pain and heartbreak.
It morphed into my cells… settled and formed in my bones. It became me, but wasn’t me. Wasn’t even a tug of war… it became a stalemate; a paralysis of time and space. Interwoven, intertwined into everything. But underneath the original imprint remained. It’s heartbeat faint, existing in a suspended state. Stiff, unbending… held in another time. Like Sleeping Beauty encased in glass.
The Faerie Godmother then touched me with her magick wand… and broke the spell.
So much unfolded in this masterful session. My left leg, paralysed so long ago… presented in such an exquisite way. So pure, untouched and sacred. Carrying the innocence of long ago. The ‘opening’ of my left hip in the previous session created a visceral foundation of strength… a new possibility of being.
The connection between my shoulder and neck with my hips and sacrum. The pain was intense. The body stores everything… on all levels of experience. The deep, deep pain in my solar plexus… so old, so ancient, so constricted, so buried; so painful.
The unravelling continues… impassioned by the desire to be who I am.
We are way more courageous than we understand. To strive for more, to turn around and face the ghosts; those shadows that’ve walked with us for so long… those things we’ve been running from.
The Hero’s journey takes courage, yes… but what other option is there?
It’s innate in us to return home to our self.