(Reposted correctly)
It’s been a minute since I posted. I hurt my shoulder a little over a week ago. I’m not sure what I did but it left me basically crippled for a bit.
Once I felt well enough to move unrestricted, so with only minor pain, I asked Joelle to show me a yoga flow to help open up my shoulders. I’ve used yoga in the past, but I kinda skipped the basics and jumped right in to some not so good for you on their own techniques, tales of a misspent past and all.
So I’m going through this super basic heart opening flow and I start to tuck my arm and roll onto my shoulder. This stretch I’d been neglecting is apparently an important one. You know the feeling when you stand up after you’ve been in the car for 6 hours on a road trip, and your legs feel like they’re being freed from an imprisonment of years in the foot-well of the back seat of a 2001 Honda Civic? Imagine that sensation, but it’s your shoulder and it hasn’t moved like that in … … … ever?
So I do the tuck and roll straight into a religious experience. I’m literally screaming from the relief as I move further into this stretch, I hear crunching and snapping sounds but nothing hurts so I continue. As I complete the motion and back out, returning to my knees and righting myself I descended into a wild display of emotional release and intense imagined visual phenomena. Shifting from laughing maniacally to crying in fear and sadness and back again. I felt like I touched divinity. La petit mort de l’esprit.
Drugs don’t have shit on this.
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