Rewilding My Body Electric

I’ve had a bit of a cold these past two days – not enough to stuff me up completely, but enough to leave me snuffly, sleeping badly and needing a snooze yesterday afternoon.

Nevertheless, I wasn’t completely out of it, felt like doing something creative but not too demanding. So I went to work on a vision board I created back in New South Wales before we moved to North Cyprus. It’s a big canvas – my husband had to take the canvas off the frame and dismantle the frame in order to ship it here (and we’ll have to do the same when we sell our apartment, whenever that is as it’s in the lap of the gods, but I haven’t reminded him of this – yet!).

I saw a post a few days ago about, I think, rewilding yoga – retrieving it from the thin body/ttrendy clothing like Lululemon/money-making enterprise it’s all too often become, and returning it to the roots of spiritual development with body movements interwoven (yeah, yeah, I know this isn’t quite the right wording but this is about movement in general not correct yoga).

It was the word “rewilding” which set off sparks and lit up the stars for me. I have loathed exercise since my school days when I was so clumsy gym was a nightmare and sports day a complete disaster. I used to HATE hockey with a vengeance, loved tennis but was hopelessly un-coordinated, and was equally useless at rounders. My sports teacher used to write “Maureen tries hard” on my school report and my mum would howl with laughter and snigger “But fails completely!”.

So now my poor old body has bad memories associated with exercise, is stiff with fibromyalgia, has newer memories of repetitive strain injury, has suffered a broken leg and ankle, and six falls since we arrived here in North Cyprus (2 courtesy of moi, 3 courtesy of the dogs tripping me up, and 1 courtesy of the vet’s old chair collapsing under me and twisting my spine quite badly).  It feels distinctly not “wild”  –  yet, when I read the word “rewilding”, I could feel excitement course through my body and the urge to move, however small the beginnings are, and rediscover the power of my body and intuitive movement. I just adore the word “rewilding”!

So I returned to the “Dance” vision board, sorted out some motivating phrases from the “Emoji” section of piZap, fiddled around, printed some out, and had a very enjoyable time re-energising and jazzing up/pimping my “Dance” board which has now been renamed: “Rewilding my Body Electric”.

Rewilding the Body Electric
Rewilding my Body Electric


Original Vision Board: Dance

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