Is it normal to take 4 whole days to backup your website and upload a bunch of overdue upgrades and other life-giving, juicy stuff? Well it’s my normal. It’s simply ‘what happens’ now that my Body gets to call the shots.
Long exhale into something more interesting; some pleasure and ease …
You might have thought that after 20+ years of learning it’s language and listening in I wouldn’t fall for To-do lists over-riding my Body’s smarts… but hey. A constant process of refinement, no?
On Tuesday (#vicarioustravelmonday having caused the week to begin a day late already) the need-tos and shoulds were clamouring, along with that multitude of voices intent on looking after my best-interests (sweet misguided monsters that they are). A perfect storm of cocktails were being served up by the generous staff at the Synaptic Bar. Behind on several weeks’ delivery of daylight and particularly sunshine, my Body finally declared a No that day. A Not-under-these-conditions.
So I took my Body to the bath.
And asked it : Where could you use some help from the memory of Full Spectrum Light (aka sunshine)? After all, I just lived in Andalucia for nearly 10 years, the cellular memory can’t be that far away!
Then my Body took me to the yoga mat.
I took a few easeful breaths, aligning my posture in gravity as effortlessly as I was able.
Then I invited my body to remember the physical sensations of being in Full Spectrum Light. It tingled and relaxed just about everywhere as the memory seeped in and the cells felt like they were literally lighting up.
As the sensations grew stronger, the places unable to soak in the chemical information from the memory became more obvious. A stiffness in the fingers of my right hand and a tightness in the right side of my neck. There was a pinching beneath my right shoulder blade which connected in to my core muscles via my solar plexus too.
Sometimes, I like to use the familiar movements and poses of the asanas to explore what’s going on in the world of my Body. If I slow the movements down to the tiniest of increments, transitioning from one place to the next almost cell-by-cell, then I don’t miss the gems that are almost always to be found nestling between layers of tissue; maybe sticking to some fascia, or right at the interface of muscle and bone.
As I began to explore some super simple pose, at snails pace, I discovered the little catches and compressions that were impeding the flow of movement and breath in my body and causing the sensations of stiffness and pinching. They were pretty damn specific. They always are.
I used the sensation of gravity for more information, as it offered the downward pull of it’s gentle support;
I allowed my breath to gently curl between the cells and it’s mere presence to ease some space into compression and stickiness;
I soft-focussed my awareness so that all of these invitations to my tissue were extended with spaciousness and curiosity.
By the time I was done on the yoga mat (40 minutes and maybe 2 and a half asanas later!) I had a new series of reference points in my own physical tissue.
So next time I feel that majorly diminished pinch below my shoulder blade, I can continue to build on my exploration on the yoga mat. I can allow that tiny point of tissue to take part in the full movement coming from my core muscles up through my solar plexus, rather than holding itself out of the dance and becoming a restriction to full ease and greater efficiency.