I consider myself to be lucky. I was into gymnastics as a child. Dance through High School, random, Yoga, Qi Gong, and now, a massage therapist. My body and I have been intimate, friends for a long time. It doesn’t allow me to abuse it. How, you may ask? Well, it’s very clear, to me about its likes and dislikes. I like to keep it happy. When it’s happy, I’m happy.
Being a massage therapist brings me into contact with a lot of disconnected people. They seem to be strangers to their own bodies. I tell most people to do a little research and learn some basic anatomy. The human body is an amazing, biological machine!
Sadly, they don’t take my advice. Hell, most don’t bother in doing some simple stretches I suggest. They wait till their in crisis mode and expect me to fix them in one session. I’m good, but not that good.
After a session, a lot of people will ask me. “How often should I come in to see you?”
My brain screams. “It’s YOUR body, not mine!” My mouth smiles and calmly says. “Listen to your body. It will tell you what it needs.” They usually give me a puzzled look. Like being in their body is a foreign concept. It makes me feel sad and angry. Maybe, I’m just being an arrogant, body conscious snob. I’d like to think, not. I’d like to think I’m a guide to physical,self awareness.
Seriously, you should get one! It’s one of my favorite ways to check in on your body. Some massages stir up the energy and emotions, as well. It feels, fucking amazing! You’ll discover places that you’d never think of as yummy spots. Tummy rubs are one of my favorites. Too bad a lot of people have emotional issues with their soft, chewy center. It IS our emotional brain and can be a painfully sensitive spot. Give it some love. If you need to cry, cry. Your therapist will hand you a tissue and check in on you. If not, don’t go to them again. This is intense work and feeling, and being safe is crucial.
Massage will also alert you to ouchy spots you didn’t know you had. Bringing your attention to issues you might not have been aware of. Take care of yourself!
I’d love for everyone to take a basic anatomy class. Read an anatomy book or at least, look up the area that’s giving you trouble. Your body is a vehicle for this life. Just like your car. It needs maintenance. Don’t wait till it’s time to call a tow truck. Listen to it. It speaks to you in twinges, aches, gurgles and shivers. Don’t let anyone tell you how you feel or what’s best for you, without consulting YOU.
Be kind to yourself. It’s okay.