Noticing what I had learned to ignore
My interest in bodywork began with familiar things: shoulders that stayed tense after a busy day, a jaw I only noticed when it ached, and the habit of carrying on until I was exhausted. I was good at getting things done. I was less used to recognising the effort that took, or responding before discomfort became difficult to ignore.
Receiving bodywork gave me a different kind of experience. With someone attending carefully to pressure, movement and my responses, I could feel distinctions I had previously missed. A shoulder could be supported rather than held up. A movement could become smaller and easier. Those ordinary discoveries made me curious about how we learn to inhabit our bodies.

