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Visualizations for Relaxation

 Take a deep breath through your nose, make your belly soft, relax, and let your mind begin to heal your body.

      garden.htmThe Waking                   

                  I strolled across An open field;

                 The sun was out; Heat was happy.

                          This way! This way!

                               The wren's throat shimmered,

Either to other, the blossoms sang.

The stones sang, the little ones did

And flowers jumped like small goats.

A ragged fringe of daisies waved;

I wasn't alone in a grove of apples.

Far in the wood a nestling sighed;

The dew loosened its morning smells.

I came where the river ran over stones:

My ears knew an early joy.

And all the waters of all of the streams

Sang in my veins that summer day.

                                                        -Poem by Theodore Roethke

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My prayers are with you all as you visualize your body letting go of pain, waking up to a refreshing day and healing!  Miracles do happen..never stop believing!      -From Karen K.  (RSD/CRPS survivor)

 

Obstacle Course

Rattle. The snake’s venom punctures my skin.

    The poison runs into my body like a cold metal.

With my hands tied I must wait for the demon’s bite to roll over me and bend me inward.

My mind could kill me if the poison does not.

My nostrils pour rainbows.

       My eyes glow moon beams.

My soft breath is a healing cloud that submerges my contaminated bones in softness.

          The feiry coals that burn my nerves are met by a shimmering, yellow blanket of dust.

I cool like candle wax.

I stretch my body and adopt the sun’s rays as a child sleeping in my cradled arms.

     As I let my first gasp turn into butter, I am champion over the snake.

            My lungs are my postage stamps to a world where pain is forbidden.

                  Take me there.

Make me into a fairy that I might fly away.

     I am only sparkle and beautiful color.

          I molt my skin and hide it inside of a whispering, purple orchid

                As I drift effortlessly.

                                    -Mary Mattio/Age 23, RSD

  

If you have a visualization to share or one of your own coping mechanisms, please send it to mailto:  bodyofhope@aol.com