Friday, October 10, 2008
I love Fridays, probably for a different reason than most working people. Friday is the beginning of my work week, and I love my work. On Fridays, instead of worrying about my life and problems, instead of fussing and thrashing and flopping around inside my own stories, inside my own busy busy head, I get to focus on other people's stories. It's such a relief!
Every one of my clients has a fascinating story of his or her own. They speak their stories to me of course, but they also embody their stories in their bones and blood, muscle attachments and fascia.
It's an honor and a pleasure to work with their complex, embodied stories. All I have to do is move their fluids around, warm up their muscles. It's a thrill to watch them relax, get into their bodies, release some of the many tensions and worries they carry around with them. It's astonishing to see how drastically a person can change his/her story simply by having someone address the physiology of his/her situation. Really cool.
Some folks here are very happy that it's Friday because the stock markets do not open over the weekend, or because their work week has been hell and now it's over. For me, it's just the opposite. Thank God it's Friday! Oh Yeah!