Why I practice

 “Habits are when we decide how to act before we are aware that we have a choice.” — Moshe Feldenkrais

Why do I practice? What is it about somatic movement that has me committed daily (well, most days anyway — I am human!)

My practice gets me to stop. To pause. To listen. It gets me to lie down and feel myself. To honestly and kindly meet myself where I am, then gently take myself to a softer place. And that’s just for starters…

Somatics is my work and my life. But, you may ask, haven’t I ‘learned’ all the movements after many years of practice? Well, yes in a way I’ve ‘learned’ the movements. But do we ever ‘learn’ self-reflection, meditation, or journaling? Of course not — each day I am a different person, my nervous system responds differently to different internal and external input, and each time I practice is an opportunity to learn something new about myself and make subtle changes.

In deeply sensing myself in the moment I learn how to sense my immediate, present lived experience. Nothing matters but today. Each movement exploration is an opportunity to ask myself how I feel in any given moment. What a rarity, what a gift this is these days.

My practice gives me permission to engage in a process of self-inquiry again and again. It is a brave and courageous thing to do, I feel, and a kind and compassionate action of self-care. How am I today, really? I explore how it feels to move with kindness, softness and tenderness. Expansion as opposed to contraction. Allowing movement to happen rather than forcing movement to happen, so change can happen (healing happens in the present).

Stressors are, of course, are a part of being human. But when our nervous systems’ ongoing involuntary reactions (reflexes) to stress get ‘stuck on’ is when those seemingly innocuous niggles can gradually turn into persistent (chronic) pain, illness, anxiety or burnout/exhaustion. 

So, my practice prevents me from getting stuck. Stuck in any of Hanna’s classic three stress reflex patterns and their relatives. I’d be lost without it. I’ve learnt to know myself at last, through feeling. I’m unfurling. I am a process.

                       

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