Today my friend, Jonathan, came over to do some cranial sacral work on me. We’ve worked together a few times before, and while I don’t always understand it, sometimes what he says and does makes sense in my body and mind.
I usually attempt to follow Jonathan. Sometimes it feels like my head is a boat, rocking in the water that gets calmed down a bit.
Today I felt that I lost him from the get go. While he was working my energy, I kept sinking deeper and deeper into these pools of nothingness in me. And at the end, I came up completely empty and still.
I feel like I have space to cope again. I can be filled again. The grief isn’t taking up every single cell of me.