I’m
only into the second week of the year,
and I’ve already steered away from my lovingly constructed blog schedule!
However, in my defence, I have a valid
reason for needing to throw all my well-laid
plans aside and share this story, and that’s because
it HURT!
Since
the middle of last year, I have had regular acupuncture sessions with a wonderful therapist called Jo, who is insightful, compassionate, and
highly skilled. I know without any doubt that the sessions are making a
difference, not just physically, but emotionally.
We
talk through so many issues, and Jo has an incredible knack for getting
me to reveal my innermost fears without ever realising I’m doing it! We were chatting about the release of my latest fiction book recently, and it was all very innocent until she started to quiz me about the goals of the main character. ‘What does she want to be at the end of the story?’ she asked me. The answer came like a bolt of lightning ‘Strong!’ I realised then that I wasn’t taking about my sixteen-year-old protagonist, but about myself – the lead in an altogether different story.
me to reveal my innermost fears without ever realising I’m doing it! We were chatting about the release of my latest fiction book recently, and it was all very innocent until she started to quiz me about the goals of the main character. ‘What does she want to be at the end of the story?’ she asked me. The answer came like a bolt of lightning ‘Strong!’ I realised then that I wasn’t taking about my sixteen-year-old protagonist, but about myself – the lead in an altogether different story.
I have learned to go with the flow during my acupuncture sessions as I’m never
sure what will come up, or if I’ll have any more flashes of inspiration (there
have been many!)
On
Tuesday, I asked Jo if we could work on a physical issue I’ve struggled with
ever since I developed the viral infection that did so much damage to my body,
mind, and soul. It waxes and wanes in intensity,
but at the moment the horrific pain in my hip is a constant drain. I can’t
sleep, sit, or stand – you can see how troublesome this issue might be.
Stretched
out on the couch and resembling a porcupine, I waited to see what Jo would
discover. She began to work on the pressure points around my lower back and sacroiliac
joint (this joint lies next to the bottom of the spine, below the lumbar and above
the coccyx. It connects the sacrum with the pelvis). The pain intensified as
she found the spot and it became increasingly uncomfortable. As I remained flat on
my back, staring up at the ceiling, Jo talked through possible medical reasons
for my pain such as inflammation of the hip joint. She talked, and I grew more and more uncomfortable. The pain was
increasing to an unbearable level.
When
I am struggling with my hip and leg pain it’s relatively easy to switch
position, stretch your leg, roll over, or walk around until the pain lessens.
However, when your body is covered in
fine acupuncture needles, and a therapist
is ‘working’ on a specific area, it’s not
possible to twitch, let alone move. So, the pain grew, the tears began to fall,
and I squirmed as much as was safely possible. Jo, however, didn’t stop.
She
kept talking, helped me to find a relaxed breathing pattern (which was much
harder than it sounds!) and kept working on the pressure point. Eventually, she
asked me what negative emotion I was holding onto that related to my womb. That
was it – the floodgates opened, and I
sobbed. My body temperature shot through the roof,
and the pain was beyond anything I can describe –
even childbirth! Jo kept talking and reminded me to breathe slowly and evenly.
She asked me to explain what words/feelings/colours
were bubbling up for me. With my eyes tightly shut I told her I could see a
river of red. The words that bubbled to the surface were pain, hurt, and anger.
The
thing is, I knew exactly what emotion Jo
had tapped into. When she mentioned womb, it resonated with my children. My
amazing, happy, healthy children who had been through hell at the hands of
their father. Bullied and beaten, discarded, and abandoned, and yet stronger
and more resilient than any other kids I’ve ever met. My children are my entire
world, and for what must be fourteen years I’ve held onto all the negative
energy of those times when we lived with my ex, and when I discovered what he
had done to them after we separated. My heart broke in two – again. I’d spent
so many years slapping plasters on my broken heart thinking that I was
releasing all the negative associations I
experienced through therapy and self-help, only to realise in my acupuncture session that I hadn’t released anything, I’d just stored it until my body
decided to take action.
Just
when I thought I might pass out because of the pain, it vanished. Right as Jo
told me to ‘let it go’ and guided my breathing back onto an even keel again. It
went. Poof! I was a wreck, my pulses were wobbly, my hands and legs were
shaking, and my well-constructed make-up was now a series of streaks.
Jo
finished our session with strict instructions for me to spend the rest of the
day looking after myself. I did as she suggested and curled up with my adult colouring books, a stack of Kleenex, and a mug
of tea. I was shattered, emotionally and
physically.
The
entire process had taken a couple of minutes,
but the impact it had on me will last a lifetime. It’s made me rethink all my
personal development techniques, and establish a plan to re-evaluate what I
need to do in the future. I had kidded myself that I was fixed, believing that I
had dealt with my marriage issues, which is partly true, but not when it comes to my children, those wounds are as raw
as the day I got them.
So,
as I sipped my tea and snuffled into my tissue, I knew I had to share this with
my blog readers. I wanted to highlight how easy it is to hold onto the baggage,
even when you think you’re doing everything right to correct the wrongs, and
live a positive life.
I
realised that we have a variety of ways in
which we hold onto negative emotions:
- People pleasing.
- Being a victim instead of a survivor.
- Comparing ourselves to others.
- Collecting our negative memories.
Since
that session, I’ve poured my thoughts, emotions, and fears out into my journal. I’ve
underlined the words I’ve written that flag up a possible issue such as fear,
concern, and sadness. I made a vow to myself that I would dig deeper with my
personal development and release as much negativity as I possibly can.
My
hip is still painful, although I’ve managed to sleep over the past few nights,
and this tells me I still have emotions to release. As much as I love acupuncture,
I’m not looking forward to my next session. However,
I know I need to be brave. Finding a way
to release the negative emotions needs to be a priority. For me, acupuncture is
a great fit, but you might require a talking therapy, Emotional Freedom
Technique, or CBT/NLP, or even hypnosis to help free you of negative emotions
and their physical manifestations.
Do
we ever get to the end of our journey for peace? Or do we just swap one issue
for another? Just before I left the centre,
Jo told me that everything I’m dealing with has manifested because I’m in the
right place, physically, emotionally, and spiritually to deal with it. I didn’t
feel like it at the time, but on reflection,
I know she’s right.
I’ve
come a long way on my development pathway,
and I know I’ve still got plenty of work to do, but I also understand that what I’m doing benefits my mental health,
physical well-being, and prepares me to support my children as they grow. They
are wonderful teenagers on the threshold
of becoming fully fledged adults with lives, partners, and careers to deal with. My job as a mum is the most important role I’ll ever have, and I’m going to
make sure I can give my children one-hundred-per-cent.
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Truly inspirational xx
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DeleteSorry I'm late Shelley, this post took two days to make its way to my inbox, wow what a journey, very inspiring.
ReplyDeleteHa ha, I've got an inbox like that! Thanks for reading and for your lovely feedback x
DeleteYes indeed. Truly inspirational Shelley, brave lady xxx
ReplyDeleteThank you, Sue xx
DeleteVery brave Shelley. I was moved by your willingness to share your pain and your journey to trying to uncover a resolution. As you say, people and life are continuous enigmas - and therein lie the beauty and tragedy of humanity. But I love that you choose to explore how horrendous events can have a positive impact on shaping our being. I look forward to your next blog entry x
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for your lovely message, Teresa. x
DeleteWow, Shelley, I never realised acupuncture could help with releasing such deeply buried hurt. Brilliant. And brave of you to write about it too!
ReplyDeleteThat’s incredible and amazing, Shelley. Thanks so much for sharing xx
ReplyDeleteThanks, Cathy x
DeleteLike everyone else has said, this is such an inspiring post. I had a similar experience recently, although not as intense as you describe, but it took me by surprise and I found it quite unnerving at the time. Reading and rereading your post was reassuring. Thanks for sharing in such detail.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for stopping by and taking the time to comment, Ruth. I can understand how you felt as this pain certainly took me by surprise, even if the reason behind it has been simmering for some years. We sometimes kid ourselves that 'all is well' when deep down we know that we are more of a WIP ;)x
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