Here’s the problem (and this is important): your body cannot tell the difference between physical and emotional danger...Your brain, the very primal part of your brain involved here, thinks that you are in physical danger, which is why you have the physical symptoms.
We need to address the physical in order to solve the problem. So the issue is twofold: we need to bring the body’s response down, calm down the hormonal messengers who are telling you that you are in danger and then we can work on the mental and emotional aspects. Otherwise, we are setting you up for failure.
So, the next time that you are struggling with healing from your trauma, remind yourself that your body is doing exactly what it is supposed to do. It is protecting you. You just need a little work on recalibrating the alarm system.
Recalibration, understanding, feeling, clearing, letting go physically, that's what I've been doing and I sense that I've go more work to do in that way. I've been doing yoga several times a week, meditating and tuning my mindfulness practice towards my physical & psychic body. All to good effect. I feel better both physically & emotionally. My range of motion in the leg that had it's knee replaced is way better and almost 100% as good as my other, uninjured knee. The range of motion of my whole body had significantly improved. My physical stamina too is much better. As to my emotional wellbeing, I'm feeling quite well lately.
Houses - Our mothers might be considered out first houses. Beings that provided us food, shelter and protection every before we were borne. Our minds might be considered our second and possibly our most important house, the home that we grew up in might be our third. Later, dorms, barracks and apartments may have followed on later until finally many of us are fortunate to own our homes but in this case I've always felt that I've never owned any of my homes even the ones I've owned free and clear including one I built myself when I was in my 20s. All those houses will probably outlive myself, going on to have lives that are completely separate from me. The one home that I'm the closest to "owning" is that of my mind but the jury is still out at to whether it's truly 100% mine. I'm still considering that. My father died from complications related to Alzheimer's disease. I watched as his very fine mind seemingly dissolved within a healthy body. Homes, it's probably better to not become too attached to any of them.
There was something else that happened in that last trip too, something that was something quite as subtle as a mere change perspective. It took a wile for me to notice. It happened in my reflections upon the original trip and when the realization finally dawned upon me it felt obvious. One of the strange feelings that I felt leaving myself during and after that trip was a sense of unworthiness which is an odd thing for me to contemplate as I've felt a sense of self-assuredness most of my life, but there it was. I didn't believe or credit it at first but then I realized that it was one of my main drivers most of my life. The thought that I wasn't good enough as I was and that meeting expirations was never enough. I had to work extra hard no mater what I was working on in order to exceed.
Circling back to the original topic of self-exploration of my mind, I'm ready to peal back some more layers if posable and continue to explore. To that end I'm planing on another taking another psychedelically enabled mind-walk at the earliest opportunity. It's a tough thing to schedule in as it takes up pretty much of a full day to complete. As my fall to-do list shortens I'll be on the lookout for that preface day...

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