I woke to the all-to-familiar fiery jolt down my left leg as I landed back into the body and stretched out long in bed. OUCH! I retracted my outward stretch and let the calm return to my body. While trying not to dwell on the ongoingness of my latest issue, I began pondering the why of it all.
Why was I experiencing such a string of body issues? Although I did ride my bike to and from work, I hadn’t run in over a week. My efforts to let my sciatica, sore ankle, low back, this, that, and the other resolve has seemed futile. Where one pain ends, another one picks up. I don’t get it. It’s not like I’m OLD or anything. I’m only 46!
So what is it? It doesn’t appear to be just one thing. Or does it?
It occurred to me, in my hocus pocus mindset, that perhaps my mock up to access a more spiritual state had somehow lead to this string of injuries, aches, and pains. I mean, my body could very well be testing my ability to be mindful in light of its listen-to-ME calls: “You want to be all spirit, eh? Okay, girly. Go ahead. Just try to ignore me.”
Of course, I never could completely ignore my body.