Recently I have been suffering from a groin strain from trying to pull start a lawn mower that didn't want to start. Pulling and tugging on that string on an ever resistant growing machine I had to lean on the husband and scream that we need a new machine this one is finished.
He reminded me that it used to have a push start but I broke it. Mind you years ago.
Humans are awful where we keep injuring ourselves and others with a story.
The pain never goes away. It keeps repeating itself.
Angry, knowing that I got hurt from trying to start the machine I knew it was going to be a long haul.
I felt the tug. I felt the shoulder, ribs and spine yell that misery was on the way.
He started the machine, after several yanks and I was off.
Mad, frustrated and happy to cut the lawn for close to 3 hours.
Disappearing to the sound and walking 5 miles on a one acre lot of land.
I punched. I spun and now idle against a cemented pole.
I attended a 3 day virtual conference that challenged
my beliefs and what my business could look like in this new world.
What problem do I solve?
This put me into a new challenge.
I do fitness. Yes.
I do coaching. Yes
I do spiritual. Yes
I do movement. Yes
I teach. Yes
But what problem do I solve that wakes people at 3 AM?
I punched. I spun and again sit idle against a cemented pole.
In the meantime on a hurt body, hurt spirit and hurt emotions
I tried to disappear into a 21 mile bike ride.
I tried to disappear into 18 holes of golf
I tried to disappear into tears
I tried to disappear into rest
I punched. I spun and again sit idle against a cemented pole.
I woke at 3AM.
Tetherball came to me.
I can punch the ball all I want.
If I want to move I have to break the cemented belief.
A groin strain (misery) pulls on your hip, spine, neck knee and foot (company)
As my body welcomed more misery I was cementing.
The stories, the blame, the anger.
I approached the lawn mower with a story.
I could have called for help sooner but pride got in the way.
As I decided to let the story go and realize I was upset for I got hurt
and kept hurting myself by proving I could do more.
I realized I am the ball.
I can punch it all I want and
all I will do is
go round and round
until I drop the cemented belief and
be free.
Since then, my neck has softened,
my hip has been chirping a little popping of openness
the foot is more stable.
As I get ready for some gentle yoga on my porch
I am the pole
of healthy beliefs
and I will stand this pole
in healthy soil
and cut the ball when necessary.
PS: My husband bought and assembled a new battery to push start the lawn mower.
We have been married 32 years.

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