Even though I practice Thai massage, unless I am in Thailand, I don’t get even weekly massages. (Of course, when I’m in Thailand I get one nearly every day!). So, when I am too busy or too broke to afford a massage, I have discovered that I can create some of the same pressure and intensity I get in a regular massage on my own. It began a number of years ago when I had a pain in my hip. Nothing seemed to help it and in fact, my yoga practice seemed to make it worse (certainly more the fault of faulty practice than yoga itself). I was laying on my yoga mat and I looked over to see my golf bag (golf being the main culprit in this problem!). It hit me that I might try to lay on a golf ball. It didn’t quite do it but I knew I was on to something. I needed something bigger. I grabbed the pen and pencil holder that was on my desk, emptied the pens out of it and began rolling on it. I found the “spot”. I stayed with it. I breathed. I waited. I tried to “give up”. After a while of hanging with the pain (“good” pain), I began to stretch out a bit. When I stretched I felt like I was stretching a muscle that wasn’t really being stretched during my yoga practice. I played with this for a while that day. And lo and behold, the pain nearly disappeared. Wow. A huge discovery. A wonderful discovery. And a lesson I wouldn’t forget. I continue to this day to do self-massage and have found it to be a beautiful practice. Beautiful in it’s effectiveness and beautiful in it’s simplicity. I was sold. And still am! And I share it with whomever is open and ready for it.
Ps. This picture has no relation to my post. It’s just a cool mushroom (Amanita muscaria if you need to know) Oliver and I saw while on a long day hike near Aspen.