One step ahead?
Dear fellow travelers,
Over the past few weeks, my reset rooms have been leaning forward .
I didn't realize that until today. Not in my head. In my body.
I wasn't in the mood this morning. I slept poorly. I lay awake half the night. I was still editing some texts this morning.
It was restless in the apartment. My body just wanted to get on the sofa.
So the practice began on the sofa. A blanket. A pillow. My hands on my body. Nothing special.
And as I lay there, I realized: For the past few weeks, I had almost always been bent forward. A fetal position. Leaning forward. Curling up. Digesting. Settling in. Holding on. Spaces in which I had held myself.
Today was different.
Backbends. Chest. Supported shoulder bridge. Receiving. Being carried.
Not just physically. But as an experience.
As I lay in the shoulder bridge pose, an image of my mother flashed through my mind for a moment. It wasn't painful. More like curiosity. Almost as if something inside me were saying, " Interesting."
Later, my father sent a photo of her. Which he hardly ever does.
Maybe it's a coincidence. Maybe not. I don't know—and to be honest, it doesn't really matter.
Something else was much more interesting: For the first time in a long time, I didn't feel like I had to hold on. I could just lie there. Let go of my weight. Let myself be carried.
In recent years, a large part of my journey has been about staying true to myself. Moving to Brazil. Starting my own business. Writing books. Creating spaces. Setting boundaries. Learning that my path is safe.
Perhaps a foundation had to be laid first.
But today a new question came up:
What happens if I don't have to hold myself together? If I not only give support but also receive it? If I don't just rely on myself but also lean on others?
Not out of necessity. But because it's possible.
Because the body knows: I can hold myself up. And that's why I'm allowed to let myself be held up.
Maybe this is a new phase. Or maybe it's just one morning. I don't know yet.
But I think it's a beautiful question. And I feel like my body is already one step ahead of it.
With love, in the supported butterfly pose,
Jeannette