Are you a mover too? If you tried every tool possible to process your thoughts and nothing worked, you may be someone who needs to move in order to think
Always curious to read your posts! What you are describing - for me - is a beautiful relationship with your own body! Understanding it, loving it, listening to its needs and following those inner impulses. It is freedom, something the majority forgot how to express or practice. Many reasons. Might write about this in a blog!
thank you Corina! it took many years for me to come to this place of inner connection. I would love to write a post about the process but its really a vast answer that implies many ways of looking at it from different angles. What would be your main question (s) you would like answered about connecting with body? - maybe this will help me clarify the theme
Great starting point Daniela! For me it would be - the relationship I have with my body and the idea of touching the skin as there is a connection between movement and touch. And this will take me down the memory lane memories of being touched - in my case and maybe it is a first common theme for all of us the mother … was there any affection or not in those touches. How did that touch feel. So I would call the piece movement and touch. I will then explore the word frigidity not in the standard use ai with a partner but with the self. And then I will explore the notion of being locked in when it comes to moving freely … because this is the metaphor I am tempted to use. So exploratory questions connected to these themes. Not sure Itbis helpful but I’ve tried 🥹
thank you very much for giving me food for thought :)). Ill see what wants to emerge in my writings based on your questions and themes. Maybe the frigidity with the self could be a bit too much to explore here in a space where most people are not ready to receive spiritual knowledge about sexuality, but ill see. I would love to teach more about this subject and also touch though, since they were part of my own inner connection too. But like i said, not everyone is ready for these topics (because the mind must be in sync with the body first) which is why i filter much of my writing and i dont teach this freely, unless it would be in a closed circle. TY!
Great—looking forward to the next piece. I wanted to open the field a little wider. I’m using “frigidity” not in a sexual sense, but in the overused context of self-love.
Let me give you an example. If your mother was incapable of showing affection—no hugs, no warmth—your relationship with yourself is likely shaped by the same utilitarian principles, lacking softness and tenderness toward the self.
You end up not knowing how to offer yourself warmth. I call this emotional frigidity—a numbness or distance toward oneself rather than toward others.
ok got it. I wonder, if you were one of my subscribers on my previous account, ive sent a post last year about how to love yourself with the help of the divine unconditional love, when you never knew how this felt coming from humans. If you were one of these subscribers and you saved my posts, you could find it and learn the process. I didnt save it or i would have send it to you. For this reason however, because i have already wrote about this topic, i dont feel inspired to describe it again but maybe one day, the inspiration will strike once more, perhaps in another form :). Things is, if you can feel the love of god, then you can learn how to love yourself even when no one can and be strong because you have the greatest support available.
Hello, I am a mover 100%, but never really thought much of it. I feel alive when I am moving to music, I am not a talented dancer, but while I am in the flow of movement, I feel like I am 100% in time with the rhythm of the song. I feel like somethign fell out of alignment if I lose the beat or lose the ability for free movement. I haven't moved a lot this past winter, it has been cold as hell, and I've let that cover me up in so many ways.
I was in a Vinyasa (flow) hot yoga class a few years ago, and toward the end of this well-attended and energetic class, my body just started dancing to the music, I was doing my own thing in a room with probably 65 other practitioners who were just trying to end this exhausting class. I felt like I was moving in perfect rhythm to the music and somewhere deep inside I felt like it was super important that I was doing it my way in front of all these people, kind of like enjoying being an exhibitionist. I am normally reserved and shy, but I have a side of me that is just wide open. Anyway, I continued to dance for about 20 minutes while the other 65 folks, including my shocked and slightly annoyed (probably more embarassed) wife slowly filed out of the class, some stopping to observe my wackiness. Then, a couple kids came in to start mopping the floor. I continued on as they mopped around me. Eventually, they cut the music because it was time to close the shop. I got a lot of support from the folks once I finally stopped, they seemed to understand what was happening. To this day, I am chalking it up to a manic episode.
I read a little about neurodivergent, and I am easily a 18 to 19 out of 20 on the self-assessment test. I know am wired differently and it does feel good to know there are other people in this same boat. I have always been more or less a rule follower, but have had my fair share of scrapes and bouts with mental instablity. I have tiptoed the line between sanity and insanity on more than one occasion. It was like I knew I could jump off at any time and enjoy this life of euphoria and joy that is indescribable, or, I could go back to "noramlcy" and plug away to continue to support myself and loved ones in a job.
You ever seen goodfellas with Ray Liota who plays gangser Henry Hill? At the end after he goes into witness protection, he talks about living like an "ordinary shnook." That line hits home with me every time I hear it. I feel like I live like an ordinary shnook, but a life of love, joy and ecstasy is literally just a stone's throw away. I try to spend as much time as I can there, and I do, but there's this thing called emotions and feelings that tend to get in the way. I am 53, and just now learning I can exhibit some control over these. Your advice I replied to you earlier on? I have not tried that yet, but I know it can work.
My strongest advice for you is to start fueling your brain first with what it needs to support your personal growth. Read my post HOW TO KEEP A MOOD JOURNAL to know how to do that. Everything youre describing is just a phase of disconnection from self, meaning - the brain hemispheres are disconnected due to lack of fuel. I hope this makes sense.
Always curious to read your posts! What you are describing - for me - is a beautiful relationship with your own body! Understanding it, loving it, listening to its needs and following those inner impulses. It is freedom, something the majority forgot how to express or practice. Many reasons. Might write about this in a blog!
thank you Corina! it took many years for me to come to this place of inner connection. I would love to write a post about the process but its really a vast answer that implies many ways of looking at it from different angles. What would be your main question (s) you would like answered about connecting with body? - maybe this will help me clarify the theme
Great starting point Daniela! For me it would be - the relationship I have with my body and the idea of touching the skin as there is a connection between movement and touch. And this will take me down the memory lane memories of being touched - in my case and maybe it is a first common theme for all of us the mother … was there any affection or not in those touches. How did that touch feel. So I would call the piece movement and touch. I will then explore the word frigidity not in the standard use ai with a partner but with the self. And then I will explore the notion of being locked in when it comes to moving freely … because this is the metaphor I am tempted to use. So exploratory questions connected to these themes. Not sure Itbis helpful but I’ve tried 🥹
thank you very much for giving me food for thought :)). Ill see what wants to emerge in my writings based on your questions and themes. Maybe the frigidity with the self could be a bit too much to explore here in a space where most people are not ready to receive spiritual knowledge about sexuality, but ill see. I would love to teach more about this subject and also touch though, since they were part of my own inner connection too. But like i said, not everyone is ready for these topics (because the mind must be in sync with the body first) which is why i filter much of my writing and i dont teach this freely, unless it would be in a closed circle. TY!
Great—looking forward to the next piece. I wanted to open the field a little wider. I’m using “frigidity” not in a sexual sense, but in the overused context of self-love.
Let me give you an example. If your mother was incapable of showing affection—no hugs, no warmth—your relationship with yourself is likely shaped by the same utilitarian principles, lacking softness and tenderness toward the self.
You end up not knowing how to offer yourself warmth. I call this emotional frigidity—a numbness or distance toward oneself rather than toward others.
ok got it. I wonder, if you were one of my subscribers on my previous account, ive sent a post last year about how to love yourself with the help of the divine unconditional love, when you never knew how this felt coming from humans. If you were one of these subscribers and you saved my posts, you could find it and learn the process. I didnt save it or i would have send it to you. For this reason however, because i have already wrote about this topic, i dont feel inspired to describe it again but maybe one day, the inspiration will strike once more, perhaps in another form :). Things is, if you can feel the love of god, then you can learn how to love yourself even when no one can and be strong because you have the greatest support available.
Hello, I am a mover 100%, but never really thought much of it. I feel alive when I am moving to music, I am not a talented dancer, but while I am in the flow of movement, I feel like I am 100% in time with the rhythm of the song. I feel like somethign fell out of alignment if I lose the beat or lose the ability for free movement. I haven't moved a lot this past winter, it has been cold as hell, and I've let that cover me up in so many ways.
I was in a Vinyasa (flow) hot yoga class a few years ago, and toward the end of this well-attended and energetic class, my body just started dancing to the music, I was doing my own thing in a room with probably 65 other practitioners who were just trying to end this exhausting class. I felt like I was moving in perfect rhythm to the music and somewhere deep inside I felt like it was super important that I was doing it my way in front of all these people, kind of like enjoying being an exhibitionist. I am normally reserved and shy, but I have a side of me that is just wide open. Anyway, I continued to dance for about 20 minutes while the other 65 folks, including my shocked and slightly annoyed (probably more embarassed) wife slowly filed out of the class, some stopping to observe my wackiness. Then, a couple kids came in to start mopping the floor. I continued on as they mopped around me. Eventually, they cut the music because it was time to close the shop. I got a lot of support from the folks once I finally stopped, they seemed to understand what was happening. To this day, I am chalking it up to a manic episode.
I read a little about neurodivergent, and I am easily a 18 to 19 out of 20 on the self-assessment test. I know am wired differently and it does feel good to know there are other people in this same boat. I have always been more or less a rule follower, but have had my fair share of scrapes and bouts with mental instablity. I have tiptoed the line between sanity and insanity on more than one occasion. It was like I knew I could jump off at any time and enjoy this life of euphoria and joy that is indescribable, or, I could go back to "noramlcy" and plug away to continue to support myself and loved ones in a job.
You ever seen goodfellas with Ray Liota who plays gangser Henry Hill? At the end after he goes into witness protection, he talks about living like an "ordinary shnook." That line hits home with me every time I hear it. I feel like I live like an ordinary shnook, but a life of love, joy and ecstasy is literally just a stone's throw away. I try to spend as much time as I can there, and I do, but there's this thing called emotions and feelings that tend to get in the way. I am 53, and just now learning I can exhibit some control over these. Your advice I replied to you earlier on? I have not tried that yet, but I know it can work.
Keep doing what you are doing!
My strongest advice for you is to start fueling your brain first with what it needs to support your personal growth. Read my post HOW TO KEEP A MOOD JOURNAL to know how to do that. Everything youre describing is just a phase of disconnection from self, meaning - the brain hemispheres are disconnected due to lack of fuel. I hope this makes sense.