A recent realisation is that each point I work with is not a clear polarity of negative and positive emotion. The point is more like a see-saw or a set of scales… though there are two extremes of emotion or experience and the goal is the balance point.
To clarify, in the knee there is a point that refers to rigidity and inflexibility within a person in their outlook on life. The opposite isn’t balanced and flexible. The opposite is too flexible, too accommodating to others, and not being able to stand firm. However, the sweet spot, that is the balanced point, is managing flexibility in response to others, without over doing it in either direction.
What is surprising is that this wasn’t obvious to me as I was recording the emotions behind each point. I initially thought that a point held only a single “bad” emotional story – say anguish or disgust. Six years down the track as I dig further into each point, I am realizing that ‘wow’… the stories aren’t two dimensional, as I had originally thought. There is more going on.
In hindsight, this should have been apparent early on, as we are complex creatures. So many of our responses are indeed a fine balance. An example could be our gut response… such as rage at a personal injustice, but then holding back for fear of backlash or making a situation far worse. How do we hold the two opposing desires together? Desire for safety, or saving face, and a desire to get revenge? These more complex and nuanced stories are what I am finding as I travel further away from the core of our bodies to what is in our limbs.
I am getting close to the first complete cycle around the body. I have almost mapped the body completely now. I am finding when I return to a region it’s like seeing it again completely anew. I left the head thinking it was a simple affair, with clean clear emotions, and I have returned to it realising that is not so. As I continue my journey onwards around the body again, I wonder what will I discover this time around…
“We shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time.
Through the unknown, remembered gate
When the last of earth left to discover
Is that which was the beginning;
At the source of the longest river
The voice of the hidden waterfall
And the children in the apple-tree
Not known, because not looked for
But heard, half-heard, in the stillness
Between two waves of the sea.”
T.S Elliot
T.S. Eliot, from “Little Gidding,” Four Quartets (Gardners Books; Main edition, April 30, 2001) Originally published 1943.”
This poem is really speaking to me at the moment.
Much love and joy,