Get on with it. Go ahead. Get up and go. Keep on going. Just do it.

As I sit…more than is normal for me, more than I like, more than is healthy…I am recuperating from a couple of injuries. They heal at different speeds. Each has a journey of its own. Each is affected by and effects the others.

In Newton’s Laws of Motion we first see Inertia. For me, I’ll keep on keeping on until a larger force (injury, insult, something more important) stops me, sidelines me. Then I will sit, rest, and heal. Hopefully I’ll get up and begin moving again. Seems like a no-brainer, especially for the movement-junkie part of me. But Inertia also lets us know that we remain still until a bigger force acts upon us, pushing us to move again.

Does that mean I’m looking for something weightier than my 160 pounds? Something taller? A louder voice? The proverbial sabered-tooth tiger that should cause my adrenalized fight-or-flight response?

Or is it motivation? Do we get up out of the chair because we are motivated, or do we move so we can find our motivation? I think it’s the latter.

Our body hears everything our minds says. Our mind hears everything our body “says”. The language of our body is NOT one of words, but rather one of breath, of movement, of sensation, of emotion. Our mind gets these messages and responds or reacts accordingly.

I’ve been dealing with injury. I’ve been relatively still, certainly NOT going out to play, which is something that nurtures, fuels, cultivates my very being. So stillness is sad. It’s a little scary, too. And when I’m sad or afraid, those muscles that get me up and move me don’t seem to activate.

This morning during an exercise session a client said “Wow…I can really feel that propelling me forward.” She said it with a smile; it felt good. She’s been having a tough time with finding the motivation. With doing what she wants or says she’s going to do or what she “should” be doing. You see, she’s ripe with grief. There is a part of her that isn’t supposed to be doing some of these things by herself. This isn’t the life to which she’s accustomed. She doesn’t really want to get-up-and-go…alone.

We talk about this mind/body and body/mind connection. Make no mistake; there is a body/body connection as well. The news of, say, a sad heart speaks to those glutes and hamstrings and lats and says…be still. Don’t move forward like this. Do you really want to wander into this unchartered territory? It’s scary and maybe sad; are you SURE about this? Do NOT fire. Do NOT get out of this chair. Just don’t do it.

Healing is the act of mending the parts together. And like most mending, it is best done with the assistance of a trained “sewist”. Or even with the entire group in a quilting circle. Rarely done alone.

How might we find our “push” muscles? How might the “pull” assist be offered? What if your motivation is stored right there?