Your felt experience is Supreme
I recently completed a certification in trauma-informed somatic breathwork from an organization whose tagline is something like “the science and the sacred” — I’m paraphrasing. I was attracted to the idea of co-mingling.
In my world of medicine, recovery, yoga, wellness, bodywork, and specialties that linger on the edge of woo, there is always a question of what perspective we are coming from. Empirical science and experiential evidence are not in conflict with each other in my world.
When I was teaching traditional yoga full time, I would often joke about how satisfied people were when they could measure the physiological effects of the sound of OM on the human body, as if the experience of an ancient biological science was somehow not real until we could measure it with a machine.
I don’t need a machine or a measurement to explain my experience, but some people do, especially when venturing to the edges of what they’ve been told is real or normal. I live and work on that edge.
I love empirical science. It’s fun and fascinating and has always come easy to me. In school, I was always at the top of my science and math classes, even when I was mostly roaming the streets at night and doing lots of drugs.
When I returned to college after getting clean, I was delighted to find that my mind still worked well enough to easily take in the chemistry, biology, and especially the physiology necessary to breeze through a degree in veterinary science.
By the time I got to massage school, it was my third pass through mammalian A&P, having studied it again for Yoga Therapy, and I still loved it. The ecosystem of our body is magnificent in its ability to cope and manage, always reorganizing toward life.
My experience and your experience of that life are what hold the ultimate authority for me. If you’ve been in my healing space, you know — I want to hear about your experience.
My own journey back to myself, whether you call it nervous system repatterning or spiritual awakening, is guided by my experience. Even when I knew nothing about living and had to be guided by the wise, loving people in the 12-step fellowship that I called home for over 20 years, I followed what resonated with my heart.
I learned to turn down my mind and turn the volume up on my inner wisdom.
Every step back to myself comes from listening for the resonance of truth.
You know the resonance of truth. You feel it as a knowing.
We live in a noisy world full of shoulds, have-tos, and “what will they say,” trying to beat our wildness into submission with shame and comparison. The lies of scarcity and brokenness can drown out the resonance of truth, but they cannot extinguish it.
When you choose to meet your ecosystem right where it is and vow to hold your experience and your truth as the ultimate authority, anything is possible. The quiet voice of your inner wisdom will rise up and hold steady against any lie that speaks of brokenness or despair.
The resonance of your heart will disintegrate what does not belong to you.
Call it nervous system repatterning through breathwork, craniosacral therapy, and thoughtful reconnection to wildness, or call it spiritual awakening. What you feel matters. Your felt sensation of your life is your ultimate authority and guide to a life worth living to its limits.
