Showing up for only myself - A secret release

Well well well...

This is what is it to speak into the void simply to express and perform the action of sharing, with or without an audience. With consciousness as my witness, I share a tid bit of a recent breakthrough here with you today.

Over the past decades I've fallen for the explanations and world-view of Traditional Chinese Medicine (TCM). It's one of the most holistic ways of understanding the body and the flow of energy through and around it.

What we are finding today is that modern science is just barely catching up to TCM.

Guess what - science is proving that Traditional Chinese Medicine was right all along! It's not surprising, but it goes to show that you can be right for hundreds of years, for centuries, and it will still take others a long long time to see the truth that has been freely available to them the entire time.

Isn't that strange? That in our modern day of information technology, vast records of data, and endless libraries - we still take so long to see and accept the truth?

If you're new to TCM, don't be afraid. It's a very simple and logical flow of how the entire body is connected to itself.

It maps the body down to every minute detail and connection.
If it seems overwhelming right now as you read, just know that the simplicity of it is 100% accessible.
It's not only easy to understand, but it guides you deeper into how emotions and thoughts also affect the body.

For example, the face is a map of every organ. What your face shows reveals what your body is dealing with.
The hands and the feet are also full maps of the entire body.
The ears are a map of the entire body.
This is why accupressure and accupuncture are so powerful.
When you understand these connections, simple work on the hand can positively affect a suffering organ (for example).

The reason I share this today is because, although I've been studying TCM for decades, I've only just today learned more about an organ that still barely registers in my brain as an organ - the spleen.

WHY do I feel like I barely know the spleen?
I can hardly remember ever being taught anything about the spleen.
When I see or hear the word spleen, I have no visual or anatomical location in mind.
I have no emotional connecction to it's existence.

Yet I discovered today on a deeper level that my spleen is having a gosh darn hard time.

I chose to have ChatGPT give me an overview of the emotional connecction to the spleen in depth.
Why? Because I simply thought of it. I thought, "I've heard this organ is important enough times now but I still know nothing about it. Let me start."

The exact prompt I wrote goes as follows: Tcm search spleet emotions. Give me deep dive on spleen emotions and connections all TCM."

Very lazily written, yes. I'm grateful ChatGPT somewhat remembers my preferences for researching TCM (it's just the free version still).

And golly me oh my the results were exactly the emotional issues I've been dealing with but have not been able to name until this day.

In my own words, I'll summarize here the very general gist of the indicators that provided insight into this specific self reflection:

The spleen is commonly connected to the words "worry" and "overthinking" - but issues here are more specifically if you are dealing with a thought or an emotion and you cannot move forward through the thought or emotion into an action. It's the rumination that nearly never ends, not because it doesn't have an end but because you don't choose to end the thought or feeling.
Let's say someone calls you fat. It's the spending hours or years holding on to the feeling of when they called you fat, instead of moving forward and choosing new thoughts and actions for yourself around it.
It's the pent-up bitterness from a time someone supposedly did you wrong.
It's the never-ending expression of anger over the same situation.
It's the holding and churning instead of releasing.

That's the current understanding I'm running with.

And why is this relevant today, November 5th?

Well yesterday I finished wrriting a blog post about the time a journal of mine got stolen at a New Year's Eve party.

It wasn't until I wrote that story that I could feel my body finally letting go of so much of the amiguous grief around that event.
I mean, I didn't write it to release (I wrote it along the themes of a Halloween thriller mystery).
But the act of writing it gave me a release and a portal forward that I didn't even know I needed.

That's the power of expressing yourself.
That's the power of writing your own story.
That's the power of release.

I am beyond excited to learn more about the spleen and how I can un-stuck all the energy I have just churning around there without a path forward.

Thank you so much for being here, observing, and existing alongside me.

Cheers to growth!