A personal story: When I let each part speak
Earlier, I shared how a sharp pain in my back stopped me mid-movement as I reached for a jar in the kitchen. In that moment, it was just pain — intense and sudden. But later, as I stood in the quiet of my home, I knew this wasn’t only about my body. Something deeper was being stirred.
We were in the midst of planning a move. Moving was nothing new for me. I had done it many times before, across cities, states, and even countries. But this time, something in me didn’t feel fully grounded.
We were still working out the financial details. There were unknowns and responsibilities I was holding. And in that moment of physical pain, I knew: my body was speaking. So I turned inward.
I began by sitting down with my journal. I gave the logical mind space to speak. I wrote:
This move makes sense. You have a financial plan. It’s aligned with your bigger vision. You’ve done this before, and it always works out. This is the right next step.
Then I invited in the second guesser — the part of me that doubts and worries. She had a lot to say:
How can you leave a home you love so much? This apartment became more than a place to live — it was sacred, creative, safe. What if the new house doesn’t feel like home? What if it’s too much? What if it’s the wrong choice?
Next, I closed my eyes and tuned in to my body. I listened — not to my thoughts, but to the sensations and memories stored in my muscles and bones.
What I heard was:
I’m scared. This is too much stress. Do you remember the last move and how overwhelming it was? Do you remember the exhaustion, the emotional toll? I don’t want to go through that again.
I offered my body compassion. I didn’t rush past it. I just said, I hear you. It’s okay.
Then I connected with my soul. I placed my hand on my heart and asked, What is the deeper truth here? I didn’t write right away. I simply listened.
And then the words came:
Breathe deeply. All is well.
You are guided. You are loved.
You are wrapped in kindness and care.
You are not alone. No one is forcing you.
You have choice. You have wisdom.
You are supported — by your partner, your community, and by something greater.
Source is with you. It always has been. It always will be.
As I opened my eyes, something had shifted. I felt more spacious. More grounded. That’s when the Doer in me quietly rose. She didn’t push. She just knew: It’s time to take the next step.
I picked up the phone and called my chiropractor.
They had exactly one appointment left for the day — and it was mine.
When I arrived, he told me I had pulled a rib. He adjusted it and gave me physical relief. But he also said something I already knew:
You need to do the emotional work around the stress. Listen to your body.
And I did.
I still am.