Klippel-Feil Syndrome Blog

Welcome back fellow beings. Hope you are all making it through the terrain of winter.

When the emotional storm arrives, who do you become?

Who are we, WITH our emotions?

Are you a rollercoaster?

Are you the feeling?

Are you the witness?

Are you the cause?

Or are you indeed the remedy?

Has your body tried to speak recently? Maybe you silenced it, maybe you listened. But still, you find yourself stuck in wet glue that never seems to dry. Is there a possibility that the darkness of pain can be ripped into the light? Are we tripping up on our own emotions just to be protected in a bubble of ego? We are constantly changing, so by denying the change or refusing to flow with the universe, do we just hoard our pain? Instead of collecting physicality, we collect little pockets of deep seated emotion and hold on to them as tightly as possible but trying our best to ignore them. Maybe the longer and tighter we hold onto them they get spikier and darker, then seep into the cells of our souls and create wars within our bodies creating them into physical pain. Which of course then we go to someone in a white coat and expect it to be fixed by sharper spikes which only prod at the symptoms, dancing with them for a while to keep them busy and ignorant.

Could our knowledge have been lost? The way in which we communicate with each other has changed. As humans we create and watch films like I ‘robot and we assume that these are going to be very visual and physical pieces of equipment replacing us, but maybe its replacing the things we cannot see? Is it replacing emotions and feelings? Only if you allow it too. We have to remember we have free will, so we can take this technology and use it in such a way that maybe it teaches us to be more in tune with our evolution. Making it look in, rather than away. Should we be looking at money and currency as tools again? Have we lost our way, only by simply ignoring the colours of self? Is there a possibility that within humanity something as simple as communication can be twisted into hate by simple miscommunication?

What if a computer is just a tree? What if this technology we use to communicate with each other is the same network the trees use? What if a human body is just a tree? Full of nerves sending messages through its mycelium of circuitry. Imagine 3 images right now. number 1 is a human brain, number 2 the network inside of a computer, number 3 A mycelium network connecting trees. What is the difference? We were given a technology to support every frequency below us, we were given technology to live inside of and then we created a technology that seems to flow the same way, but we slightly missed how to use it?

Is it that the pain of humanity is needed for evolution? But we keep tripping ourselves up into suffering? Why do we suffer in pain? or is suffering a choice? Are we not incredible super computers capable of re-brainwashing ourselves with the things that make us better and stronger humans?

Chronic pain, is it not we are the earth and the pain is the sea, the streams, rivers, ponds and lakes. There’s always water on earth moving somewhere, sometimes there’s flares, but are those not the storms above the sea creating waves of nervous system damage? Is it not that the ponds are the constant spaces of pain that never dissipate, water is pain but are we forever grounded if we choose? Letting pain fall. Is it not through the darker months we have our own icicles that are sharp, is it not the more we ignore and refuse to witness, the less it will melt? The colder we get……..

If, water is pain, if, water is hydration, if water is dehydration, you wouldn’t gulp down sea water would you? So which one do you witness and which one do you consume?

And what about the rain? The unexpected down pour of pain? Sometimes intense, sometimes covers you in a thick fog for days, you think to yourself “will I ever see the sun again?”

The path of chronic pain, is it not that of a pirate at sea, constantly assessing for the dangers of the ocean ahead. When the next wave flare will commit to the body of the ship and whip it across the many miles of ocean. Until you finally see land, the break between the flowing waters of pain, to a calmer but more consistent form of pain, the consistence of the lakes and ponds. Always there but in its rarest of occasion, the answers of pain lead to a drought. Surely with rare pain, its like being a new found pirate, fresh map, travelling to locations to find the answers, some islands provide relief, some islands are hard to get to and sometimes cause you capsize. Is it that we need to learn how to tame our own sea monsters? By claiming islands, are we not claiming our own witnessing of our pain? Converting battle strategy into chronic pain strategy.

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