How To Heal Your Body

A couple of weeks ago I pulled a muscle in my back. I had had a long day of yoga; 4 classes including karate and I was too tired to reach for the tissues. Being used to twist my body into all sorts of unnatural forms I reached and twisted to get the tissue behind and above me. I felt something start to pull so I decided in my brilliance to stretch and twist just that little bit further to reach the tissue. Have you ever had a moment when you realize you have done something really bad to yourself? I could barely move the rest of the night, I was so sore and worried, it wasn’t going to be easy to teach yoga with a pain like this. I couldn’t sit, I couldn’t lie, I couldn’t turn over, my back screamed at me “how could you do this to me?!!”

I had read someone’s comment on a facebook post about having a cold, he suggested that if you have a cold, to accept that you have a cold, instead of complaining and suffering and wishing that you felt better, take the cold to be part of you, then you will be in the moment, though you will still feel ill, you won’t be suffering because you won’t be trying to be something that you aren’t at that time. I thought that I would try out this theory with my back. I thought to myself, “I have hurt my back, it feels very sore, but I accept that this pain is part of me at the moment and I am going to look after this pain, and I’m going to care for it and nurture it, this is just the way my back has to feel at the moment, I can’t make it not feel sore, but I am going to look after it as best I can”. So I did, my pain became the centre of my world, I gave it cold packs and heat packs, I rubbed it with voltaren, arnica and deep heat, I did the yoga exercises I knew would help it get better. I took anti-inflammatory tablets and pain killers before I went to sleep. It hurt so much to lie in bed, but when the pain tablets kicked in I fell asleep and didn’t move.

The next day it wasn’t much better. I decided the best thing I could do for myself was cancel the morning’s class, I could use the lunch time class to do exercises to help myself and I would only have to get through kid’s karate in the afternoon. I lay perfectly still in my bed, using my meditation to draw the golden healing light into my back and imagined Raphael (the angel of healing) looking after me. I got up and went for a little walk, still telling my sore back, that it was ok to feel like this, I accept the pain as part of my body and that I would take care of it even though it was being a pain in the back.

The next morning it felt like a miracle had happened. I was completely healed, I wouldn’t even have known there had been anything wrong with me at all the previous day. I was seriously amazed and happy. I honestly thought it was going to take time to heal. But I loved my body back to health.

Next time you feel sore and in pain, instead of thinking to yourself “I hate my body, body you make me feel so bad, you are sore and painful, I don’t want to feel like this, go away body, you are my arch nemesis” Try saying nice things to yourself like, ”Dear body, I know I have been hard on you making you do things that have caused you pain, but never mind, I love you anyway, legs you do such a good job of walking me around all day, arms, you carry such heavy loads, I really appreciate everything that you do for me, it is no wonder you feel sore, I make you work so hard. So now I am going to look after you and make you feel better”.

You could notice that your arms don’t feel sore if your legs hurts, you could notice that your knee feels good if your shoulder hurts, and if your whole body is aching, you could notice how nice your hair looks today.

I hope this makes you feel better

Namaste Sarah J

Silence

Being quiet, sitting alone on the bank of a creek in the omnipresent stillness of the heat, where the air is only slightly disturbed as an occasional breeze blows gently, swaying and rustling the golden crowns of silky oak trees. I’m listening intently to the silence.

My mind becomes still, thoughts dissolve into the emptiness of the space inside my mind, finding peace, serenity and the light of my own divinity.

The sounds of my surrounds no longer belong to their makers; the delighted whistles and squeaks of the wrens becomes the sound of their songs; the cry of the black cockatoos as they feast on pine nuts becomes an alarm to make me aware; the cry of the ibis as he wings his way high above on the air currents is the echo of his flight. The plop of a lizard landing in the creek from an overhanging branch causes ripples across the glass-like surface of the waterhole, ripples spreading out as concentric circles of past action lapping at the reeds that grow thickly along the banks of the reedy creek, like a thought rippling through a mind, till the water becomes smoothed by time and stillness is unruffled once again in the silence. A fish swims up from the depths of the creek to swallow an unsuspecting water insect out boating on a hot, still day.

In my silence I am immersed in the world around, my being is absorbed into this creation. My mind is silent; all thoughts are still, I can see them, floating; motionless in the emptiness of space. My spirit has left my mind and body resting in harmony, peace and serenity. There is no longing or desire, no need or want, life is complete in just being. Spirit knows no words to break the silence; it rests in the wisdom of creation.