I am starting to notice how certain patterns of behavior are consistent throughout various areas of my life. For example, I never noticed before how my relationship with my toilette was reflective of my relationship with life. I never stopped to consider what kind of friends I was with my arsehole. So, when I was taking a dump the other day and I realized I had been in the bathroom for at least 10 minutes, and I was comfortable with that, I thought: ‘huh, that’s a change.’ I was just chilling on the toilette.
Back in the day I barely had time to take a dump. Having to go to the bathroom was like an inconvenience. I would make sure I was in and out of there in no time, even if that meant straining or closing-up-shop prematurely. Imagine that. My body was doing me a favour by getting rid of all the junk I was putting in – the toxic waste – and I barely gave it the time of day to do its duty. Imagine how constipated I was and never even realised.
A health body has a bowel movement 30 to 45 minutes after every meal. If you eat 20 meals a week and only poop 10 times for the week, you still have 10 meals stuck inside of you clogging up your system, and in all likelihood, your life is constipated too. I can finally see, the way I clogged up my life with stress was the same way I clogged up my body with shit: there is a symbiotic relationship there. It is time to give my backside the proper status it deserves. It is time to unclog my life of toxic energy.
The same light bulb went off for me when I started to become conscious about the tension I held in my abdomen and my jaw. It is amazing how uptight we can keep our bodies. Now, I frequently check in with my abdomen, my face muscles and jaw to see how they are doing. With the slightest feeling of anxiety, upset or frustration, we tend to transfer our emotions to our bodies and allow them to constrict our peaceful state.
I often catch myself being uptight when I am driving. If someone bad-drives me and I get upset, miles down the road I catch myself with knitted brows and a locked jaw. If I am anxious about something, I often catch myself with contracted lower abdomen muscles. Imagine all that unnecessary pressure I have been putting on my womb all these years.
I had to ask myself these questions: Why are so many things in life a strain? Why do certain things seem to languish and stagnate? Why do I get sluggish and irritable? Why do I feel so tied up, caged, constricted? Why do my actions lack the power that my potential has in abundant supply? Well how could I experience the smooth flow of life, personal freedom and power, if my mind, body and spirit were constipated?
When we ingest toxic food and toxic thoughts, and fail to flush them out sufficiently, they rot our bodies and kill our spirits. I am consciously making friends with my backside, by changing the way I eat, and changing the way I use the toilette. I am transforming my relationship with my mind, body and spirit, making sure I am not blocking the free flow of life by being bound, idle, restrained and obstructive.