The worst thing about moving is carrying stuff. It makes me really grrrrrr. My body gets all tight and agitated. Dealing with people on the subway and carrying too much crap up and down the stairs. I also don’t get to ballet early enough to really give myself enough time to warm up and do what I need to get in my body properly. I can do it somewhat without warming up, but I haven’t really got there yet.
I feel like a bag lady with all this stuff. Grrrrr. I’m feeling anger today- which is interesting as anger’s a mover- it moves things in the body. I was listening to a class last night and this morning- and by ‘coinsidence’, it was all about the liver. Hmmm. My joints were a bit achey yesterday too…. I wonder what’s going on. I’m going to see if I can get myself a BodyTalk session today and see what comes up. Maybe nothing with my liver!?
The hardest thing that I find when I feel emotion like this is accepting it and not judging myself. In class, it so easy to repremand myself and ask why I can’t just connect to the flow and peace?? The fact is, sometimes you just have to feel it! The next step is to feel it and not blame the person who gets in my way on the subway.
This reminds me to have compassion for grumpy people! Which we all are at some point. Maybe they’ve just got an overworked, taxed liver?