Monday, February 13, 2023
I suspect that many on the earth have a general unease within themselves. If you could get inside of the average, “suffering” person, you’d find a kind of internal hell. What would someone “find” in you? Would they find pain from the past, angst about the future, or a general heaviness? Or would they find joy, effervescence, and peace?
The bodies we occupy are homes, in a manner of speaking, and for many they are dark and cluttered. They aren’t preserved shrines either, or objects of worship. They are ephemeral, but to be kept well. We have ingested so much trash, junk food, and violence, that we’ve become walking garbage heaps, internally and externally. We don’t care for our “homes,” because they are essentially haunted houses – scary, creaky, and fragile.
Could it be enough, just to be you? The source of all joy and rest starts in the body. Feelings of security, safety, and health are within the armor of the neuroskeletal system that you control. But that system can control you, downright torture you, if you’re not careful. You can become a slave to obsession and a victim of impulse. It’s not until you fully occupy the body, step into every corner of it, recognize it’s your only “home,” and own up to the fact that you call the shots. Once you realize that, you become more careful not to let things contaminate your home, befoul it with non-nutritious foods, unhealthy behaviors and the actions of others. You also care for the structure, make it move, make it stand upright, stretch it, and release its natural limberness and healing properties. Your body is your one and only home. What would someone find, if they stepped into it – a place of peace, joy, security and good health, or a creaky, achy, and dark torture chamber?