My client is a young woman, who has lots of stress partially from high expectations of herself. In this session, through my hands, I have an image of her throwing herself around a small padded room, as if possessed. Slamming her body into walls, landing at odd angles. She doesn’t want to be flung around the room, or at least most of her doesn’t, yet she can’t help herself. I think about how much we all do it. We set unreachable goals then wear out our bodies and spirits trying to achieve them.
My first thought is to suggest let it go, but a recent interaction with let it go, prevents me from recommending that little gem. I’d hurt my shoulder and had been instructed not to raise my arm over shoulder height. And there was this perfect pear on the pear tree just slightly too high. If I raised my arm a bit higher I could reach it. I imaged the pear’s sweetness, juice dripping down my chin. But I could reinjure the muscles, setting back my recovery. Let it go, I told myself, let it go. Turns out let it go isn’t a comfort—it’s . . . it’s . . . aggravating.
I apologize, sincerely, if I ever said let it go to you.
Meanwhile, my client is still on the table. In my mind’s eye flinging herself every which way, exhausting and hurting herself. I ask her inner wisdom for advice and take a deep breath.
An image comes to mind; She’s waltzing gracefully around a large ballroom. The melody is rich and eloquent. I watch for a moment as she glides along, the graceful pace enabling all her muscles working in perfect affinity. Every cell is breathing and there is spaciousness and flow throughout her entire being. A new phrase comes to mind; slow it down.
The session ends, and she gets off the table, her face brighter, her body relaxed. I share the waltzing image with her and she loves it. In subsequent sessions, she mentions how the waltzing image, the idea of slow it down, helps her to set priorities and attainable goals, keeping herself happily prolific.
We all have moments where it’s too much—the responsibilities and expectations of our lives push us beyond our most effective and joyful productivity. We get crabby, cycling into increasingly bad decisions causing even more frustration and blunders. Can we steal a moment to go waltzing around the room, a moment to slow it down?