Journey Back to My Body

Every time I get a massage, I learn more about how my body communicates with me. What it’s trying to do for me. How it’s trying to hold up and keep up with what I’m doing in the outer world. How (and where) it guards my inner world to keep me going. My body is a fucking rockstar and here I am taking all the credit for my growth. It wouldn’t be possible without my body.

I also feel guilt to be honest. I realize how much I put it through and don’t take enough care of it. Like really. Eating healthy and moving is not enough for my body. It needs to have its own self-care routine. So I committed to getting massage therapy once a month and allow my body to release and get the proper care for storing all my emotions, thoughts, and patterns.

There’s a book called “The Body Keeps the Score" by Bessel van der Kolk (support your local bookshop, therefore no tag to find it online from me). In that book, Bessel explains the somatic experience of trauma in the body. Our body quite literally stores information of everything that happens to us. So now I ask you… if your body was a child that begins to collect and collect heavy books of information on its arms, a child you adore, would you try and help with the heavy load? Would you try to relieve some of the heaviness and show that child some love?

Our body is waiting for us to help it the same way it helps us. We’re not separate from it. Helping our bodies is helping ourselves. And it’s not until you deeply integrate the concept of this union, is that you will begin to Journey Back into Your Body and feel the magnificence of your soul.