28/04/2022
The moment I’m faced with demons, and go dance, is when I know I’ve made it through.
I did an embodiment practice last night. I connected to the innocence of sexuality as it is when we are born into this world before the culture of sexual shame fu-ks us up. The delight of discovering that we HAVE a body and that body feels good.
Then I dreamed a horrible dream. I saw and felt every horror and act of violence ever perpetrated on a woman. It’s as if my DNA was unraveling, and I was touching every memory and atrocity that lived in my stored history. Some I observed. Others I was the one being hurt.
I woke up gasping for air. I knew what it was. My body purging, ready to let go and heal. So I let it tremble. It shook gently for most of the half hour, releasing, cleansing, discharging the pent up energy of terror and helplessness.
I didn’t need to go into the story. I trusted the body to know what to do. And she did. When she was done shaking, I had an impulse to dance.
The dance of freedom.
Sometimes it is hard to realize how far we have come until we are forced to use our new found wings and find that they work!
There was a time when a dream like this would have sent me into a freeze and shut down for months or years. It would trigger pain of my own lived in trauma. Today I know I can hold myself and others though anything. It was a testimonial to healing available when we have courage to connect to the body, and a willingness to work with what hurt us. We CAN reclaim our freedom, joy and our own agency. Today I feel so blessed.
I want this freedom for you too. To hold you through your dark places with love, with play, with tears, and laughter. While sipping tea and eating chocolate. So you can heal, and finally be as you are, not as you were hurt into being.
DM me to see if and how I could help in your journey.
Sending you love ❤️🔥💃🏻🧞♀️