One of the reasons I write this blog is to share my life experiences. It’s somehow akin to a diary but a little more than that too.
What I crave most is sincerity in the things that I both read and write. I’m really conscious about not writing like a pseudo-guru and pretending that I know everything.
You can’t really argue with someone’s experience though. If I share my experience and how I feel about it, maybe someone out there will connect with it in some way. It may uplift a person, or it may not. It may make someone feel less alone. And I think that’s what I want to achieve. A little less aloneness in the world.
The experience I want to share here today isn’t especially profound but I wanted to share nonetheless. I had my first Reflexology session on Wednesday on the recommendation of a fellow therapist on my Aromatherapy course.
The reflexologist I chose to treat me was lovely; calm, welcoming, friendly and I felt, very non-judgemental. I felt I was in safe hands. And she had a dog so that was another big tick on the positives list! After a consultation and a quick chat about GDPR (a necessity these days unfortunately), we went into the treatment room which was light, airy and cosy and had therapeutic, relaxing music playing at a low level.
I lay back on the treatment couch which was so comfortable. I was kept warm with several blankets on top of me and a cushion under my head. She began treatment which involved applying pressure to reflex points on my feet which are used to stimulate the body’s own healing mechanism.
I felt tingly throughout my body and at times, I completely zoned out. I couldn’t resist asking a few questions as I’m intrigued about complementary therapies and their effects. She told me which parts of the body relate to the points in your feet and she was able to identify any issues I had based on how my feet felt to her. Some areas were grainy or tight which told her I needed assistance in that place.
By the end, I was so relaxed and I could easily have fallen asleep until the morning! She told me about the issues she’d found and how I could help myself heal or feel better. One thing that really stood out for me is that she said I’m still holding a lot of grief and emotion. This rings so true considering that I rehomed my sweet , sweet, beloved cat last year, and my Nan passed away. Two losses that really affected me to my core and that I’m still struggling with now. I’m so glad I had this session to draw this to my attention as it’s something I’ve been burying because I haven’t wanted to deal with the emotions.
Now I feel, though, that it’s really important for me to process these feelings so I can move forward. It’s highlighted that I’ve stopped using my self-care strategies that I’d really worked hard at and it shows. My self-esteem needs re-building and the only way I can do that is to love myself deeply. No more surface level bullshit. I need to get back to the real deal.
So this is where I’m at. Learning to love myself again. There might be someone out there who feels the same and needs to re-learn the lesson. Remember, you’re not alone. We’re all just doing what we can and it’s ok to fall- that’s how we learn to pick ourselves up again.