|Yep, that's me on the colonic equipment!|
|Vagabond Opera, looking cool!|
Now I’m all for sparkly spectacular goodness. I love to be delighted visually, but I am a girl who wants it all. I want to go deep and know the nitty gritty of this and your existence.
This is yet another reason that being a colon hydrotherapist is the greatest job on earth. Because when you come to see me, you are vulnerable. It feels a little funky to have water go up your butt. Sometimes you feel crampy. And for the love of god there is loads and loads of poop coming out of you and someone is seeing it. This is definitely not a place you could or should hold it all together. (As mentioned in the last blog, having a colonic is all about letting go, physically and otherwise.) And luckily that means you can’t have your cool on!
We are so much more than what our culture tells us we should look, show, and act like. And yet there are so few places that welcome us to let our guard down. At All's Well That Ends Well, I am proud to say that we delight in the emotional and spiritual dump that you may need to have as much as the physical one. And believe it or not, showing yourself is liberating.
Now I’m not proposing that you immediately run home and invite the neighbors over to watch you poop, but I do propose this: Showing your shit is a very very good thing. Who you are in the midst of all of your delights and upsets matters. And personally, you being real is a huge relief. I like hearing stories about your struggles, passions, and desires. I like that there is something real to hold onto in the world beyond the facade. And how can we possibly know what we have to let go of when we are holding ourselves so tightly together?
The messed up part is that we have all been horribly shamed about what our precious bodies do. Our poop stinks. We fart. We drool. Our bodies secrete all sorts of fluids inconveniently. Colon hydrotherapy is not magic. A colonic will not take away a bad childhood, suffering, years of shame and humiliation, but it is a place that you have to be real. And to that I say, “Hooray!”