I Couldn’t Get Out of Bed…

This is literally the first time I’ve opened my laptop in 11 days.

I was on vacation last week. It felt so needed.

But really do vacations ever not feel so needed?

We all seem to work so hard and do so much that once it’s time to vacation we are like good lord I don’t think I could have made it another week with out you. 

But on my vacation I threw my back out.

I’ll spare you the details of how. Use your imagination if you wish…

But really it was a series are many different physical engagements that lead to the final effect- me barely being able to lift my legs off the ground.

Nick went to get us some sweet treats on the boardwalk (I spent my vacation down the shore in Ocean City, New Jersey) and I laid on the sofa.

Needing to go to the bathroom I tried to get up but couldn’t move.

I tried to lift my leg even an inch and excruciating pain exploded in my back.

So I had to wait until he returned. Yeah that sucked.

The next morning I literally had to roll out of bed, kneel on the ground and then slowly lift myself to standing. 

I cared for it with foam rolling, tiger balm, some alignment based yoga and heat therapy and it started to get better.

Then on Sunday I woke up and couldn’t move again. It took about 10 minutes to get out of bed.

Later that day Nick and I were laying in the park and a little baby kicked a ball and it hit me and I jumped and it got even worse.

Not gonna lie, I kinda cursed out the baby.

Well not exactly. I simply yelled mother fucker!! into the sky.

Pain will make us do wild things.

Today I am feeling a ton better. I had an acupuncture session this morning and its crazy how quickly it has shifted and moved.

But that’s the thing about pain. It’s simply trying to tell us something. 

A few days ago a very good friend and healer text me about how I was feeling and said I’m sure you are listening and learning. 

And I actually realized I wasn’t fully doing that.

I was in repair mode. My body was screaming at me and I needed to get it quiet enough to actually be able to understand what it was saying.

Once I did that I was able to listen.

And what came up was that there are some foundational things in my life that are a bit unsteady.

There are some pieces that need a little extra care and attention and compassion.

And it feels scary because stuff around our foundation (1st Chakra for my yoga peeps out there) is our base.

Our survival. Our ground.

So I’m going to drop in, do my work and see what comes up.

I’m confident my body will continue to shift and heal.

I will keep listening.

So the next time you have an injury, I encourage you to ask it that very question:

What are you trying to tell me through this injury. Through this pain?? 

Then listen. It might not come right way. It might take a few hours or a few days or even a few weeks.

But don’t stop listening.

Being in pain can be scary. We want to fix it as quickly as possible. We want it gone.

Not only because it hurts but because it fucks with our plans and our life.

I have a Beyonce dance party I was hoping to attend on Saturday! I mean come on!

But our bodies are simply trying to communicate with us.

Hopefully you are listening.

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