When it comes to my body, I have a habit energy of attending to the “squeaky wheel” - the part that is not working as I want it to and/or is causing me pain. Over the years, I’ve tried to inhabit my body more fully, but somehow a gravitational force (aka - something in me) keeps pulling me back to my “equilibrium”. Recently, I’ve been experimenting with a radically different approach: bringing compassion and gratitude to different areas of my body that were not troubling me. As Thay might say about practicing with a “non-toothache”: “When we’re having a toothache, we know that not having a toothache is a wonderful thing. Yet when we don’t have a toothache, we’re still not happy. A non-toothache is very pleasant.”
This shift was prompted by my husband having been diagnosed with bladder cancer and the emotional and intellectual roller coaster that ensued. One night, I was lying in bed in the wee hours, awake and reflecting on how lucky we were that his asymptomatic cancer was discovered early enough to be treated. I was struck by the contrast between how much my body does relative to how little I’m aware of. So, I decided to try an experiment.