When we are born, our bodies are tender, undefended and deeply open in the most innocent and visceral way.
A baby’s first emotion is grief; a wailing for leaving its symbiotic union with the mother and entering a world filled with open spaces, objects, people, sensations and experience for which it must rely on others to keep it safe and alive.
It is our body that feels this wound of separation the most profoundly, a body designed to be relaxed and open to the flow of life.
All matter of things disrupt this flow upon arrival into this earth school. Many things, subtle and not so subtle, happen that start to harden the body, create patterns of tension and defense needed for survival. These patterns can become rigid over time.
No matter how unalterable our divine consciousness may be, this consciousness is woven into the fabric of our body on every level and every experience we have ever had, good and bad, ancestral and present day life, known and unknown…all of it takes us residence in the body.
The emotions from childhood (and adolescence) we were never able to process become rigid pathways of tension in the shoulders, lower back pain, a stiff spine, a chronic hip tightness, jaw pain, heart palpitations, digestive issues, or an ever present tightness in the chest.
These places of tension become pockets of energy and consciousness that get locked up in what we call fear. It is a fear we cannot solve with positive thinking or belief repatterning, which can actually solidify the habits of defense in the body.
We cannot figure our way out of being in this body.
Even if we know “why” something is happening or coming up, that doesn’t clear the roots of the issue. This is, however, the role of the mind. It wants to solve problems. If it detects a “problem” in the physical, emotional, intuitive, energetic or soul body, it takes it upon itself to create a story and a solution. We can go round and round and never actually be here with ourselves and what our hearts actually need.
If our body is so rigid and in a deep state of fear, this informs everything as it is many fragments of the soul living the life of that tension, trying to resolve itself.
That is the nature of our wounding.
We are unconsciously seeking to resolve the tension, to create safety, to find our way back to the divine mother (or the mother imprinted on our body consciousness - death mother, good mother or otherwise) through whatever means we have.
Trauma disconnects us from this layer of body awareness, where we can imagine or know or process how we feel. Where we can feel safe to be here, in this form. We live in the mind and we are not able to actually land inside the caverns of tension or inflammation or raw spaces. We treat the body like its our enemy and wonder why we are still so angry or stricken with grief or revisiting our old patterns.
This animal body is the most exquisite creature where the divine is woven into the physical emotions, energetic and sensual nature of this matter that gives our soul a home, a place to live in and move around in the world.
This body, it knows love. It knows real love. Deep, deep love of the nourishing, good, attuned divine mother and it actually longs to teach us her ways, to resurrect this nurturing feminine nature within our own hearts whether we are man or a woman. It is in this deep healing of the body we heal our wound of separation from our divine nature…tender, open, awake, aware, innocent, available, joyful, flowing with the sensations of life, intelligent, wise, benevolent and knowing.
When we disarm the tension in our body by giving our body the air time it deserves to reveal the stories in its folds, we free ourselves of the energy that has been unconsciously running the show and seeking wound matches out in the world. It is in the body we find peace, connection to the divine and discover our true home.
It is through this body we begin to heal our wound of separation. We restore the mind to its rightful place, in service to the body and heart…in partnership in fact, rather than the king and master or death mother ruling harshly and judging that which actually knows how to set us free.
The body is our inner child. Our mother. Our father. It is our animal connection to nature with this exquisite golden thread of soul woven into ever aspect of our being. It is how we shine our divine nature into the world. This is so much more than our minds can possibly take on.