Slowing Down… Further

There's something, quietly, soothingly,
balancing
here;
in the gentle
tumbling of the rain
in the gossamer
luminosity
of the sun when its
rays 
break

in my unpretentious-chic middle-of-the town 
apartment meets
Caribbean jungle vibes

in the lazy mornings
rolling around in my 
wider-than-is-long bed

breathing deeply
to the rhythm 
of my spinal fluid
excreting

flowing
down and along

connecting cranium
and
sacrum

expanding
and lifting
like a helium balloon

I'm an atom

an atom
that's exploring

the Universe
within my
healing 
palms

If you think you know how to take it slow, think again. Life here on the Caribbean coast forces a different kind of rhythm on you. If you go for a lunch break, be prepared for it to take just an hour to have your food made, one slice of plantain placed slowly and lovingly in the fry pan, after an another.

You can dwell in anxious impatience, about how you’re going to be late to a commitment.

Or you can surrender into the opportunity to explore just how slow your body might really want to move.

The practice of giving Craniosacral therapy is also inviting me to slow down in deeper ways than ever before. I’m learning how the subtlest of touches can cause powerful healing ripple effects throughout the whole body. I’m learning to cradle the bodies I’m working on, with more tenderness than I would even hold a child, each second thinking: how can I be slower, more gentle, more loving?

The focussed attention with which I must move and work means I essentially spend the day in meditative trance, and it’s having profound knock on effects for my own general state of calm and wellbeing.

I’m getting into bed at 7.30pm each night, cradling my own body, exploring its contours and noticing just where the placement of a loving hand can really make the difference. Breathing into those aching spaces, listening and following them as they start to expand, and expand further, inviting in warmth and love and light.

How often do we just stop to hold ourselves tenderly? To place a palm on a part of our body that’s hurting or simply longing for calm, grounding, touch?

We can give ourselves the love we crave

and the healing we desire.

Published by Cara Amy Goldthorpe

Entrepreneur, earth warrior, storyteller and lawyer, with a mission to promote ways of living harmoniously on this planet.

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