My body map revealed itself over 5 years, starting with a diagnosis of a rare cancer that initially left me wheelchair bound. It journeys through pain, trauma and disability, 2 years of torturous treatments and finally rehabilitation.
Through movement explorations, deep listening and sensing I discovered strength in my vulnerability. Images revealed themselves, protective and bleeding dragons, Navaho bravery, and ultimately the challenge of believing I had it within me (literally the stem cells for transplant) to heal myself.
Placed within my Physio’s hands, I am framed by the hands of people who have supported me through this journey.
My body map has accompanied me through silent retreats, is a living prayer and portrays my place in God’s hands where I am whole.