I was awake very early and prepared myself for the 8am gentle Hatha yoga session, looking out to the sea. Stretching my body in so many areas, especially where the scar tissue is across my back, felt so good but stirred up a lot of emotions. All of our old sadness, trauma and past history is locked as memory in the fascia. This is why when we feel certain emotions like anxiety, anger and confusion; we will literally feel it in our body almost instantly. Our bodies hold onto the memory even if time has past and we are not directly involved in that situation. I came away with tears brimming, I knew I shouldn’t hold them back but found the cleaners in my room so had to sit outside and stifle the sobs the best I could.
My doctor walked past and spoke to me, she told me to allow it to release. I did discreetly but if I had been in my room I would have seriously let go and sobbed my heart out. I couldn’t pin point anything in particular, just knew it was related to holding it all together for my kids and myself all those years ago.
A little while later, I walked to the dining area in another building for my appointment to have my body weight, pH, BMI and other checks done. Not enough muscle tone, it’s very poor, so they’re going to help strengthen that. My pH was low at 6.5, it’s important I keep that at 7.2 at least, this was possibly due to the travelling, being dehydrated and putting up with nasty flight meals.
Since the surgeries I haven’t been able to exercise as much and I know over the last 18 months the muscle has been deteriorating. I have very little strength in my body compared to how I used to be.
I also think years of renovating old houses has taken it’s toll on my body, decorating in bare feet and reaching up to high ceilings, not giving up until it was finished.
A much needed lymphatic drainage massage next. This massage was supposed to be more gentle but I didn’t notice much difference, I have some very sore points. It was painful again, I hope tomorrow it will be a bit lighter. Oiled up and wearing only a robe, I returned to find my coffee pot outside my door.
I got a bit behind with my juice times today, I had a saunter on the beach and found that at 2 pm I had missed my noon juice and supplements so had to have the two servings at the same time. Before I knew it, broth time had arrived, I wasn’t sure if I was going to manage it all without gagging but I did. This broth didn’t taste very nice at all but the evening one did, I think it even had a pinch of salt in, it was zucchini and mint. I really enjoyed this one.
I went for a walk on the beach with a lady who has just arrived and settled in as my neighbour, then back to our rooms, to find our coffee pots waiting for the last enema of the day. I managed to take the full amount of liquid today. I have noticed a difference in my skin already and my vision seems a bit clearer, so not bad for Day 2. I did some guided meditations in my room and just chilled for the evening before falling asleep.