Inhale peace. Hold. Exhale pain.
Repeat.
Thatβs been my mantra recently.
The way my body was treating me, it was so unhappy with me.
Almost like I with my own hands was scrambling my nerve endings.
Because no one could help me.
They said it was only me who could stop the pain.
No medication would work for me.
All I wanted was for a moment to mediate the obvious debate between my mind, spirit and body.
I learned to be grateful for even the seconds of peace I received.
Because hours of physical torture, feels soul defeating.
But things I have been holding onto, I am now releasing .
Many memories of pain I kept deep.
Which is probably why it hurt so much when each one was released.
Just bad memories with no good place to go inside me.
My body had finally freed them from the
darkness my light hides.
And all at once, those wounds lit me up,
like the 4 of July.
My body was on fire, and it wanted me to ask why.
Everything I held onto, grew and mutated into the most painful aches a body should take.
And all in silence.
But I needed to feel this pain.
It humbled me, because I thought I got away.
But like they say, everything you do in the dark
Finds the light of day.
My body will eventually pay the price for all the pain I shoved away.
I now understand the value in feeling, dealing and releasing.
Especially if the issue is not mine.
Inhale peace. Hold. Exhale pain.
Repeat.

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