Hey folks,
I went back. Yes, I'm back. 2 years have passed since my last column here. During that time, I had another daughter and even moved to another city. And, due to these changes and some more particular ones, I needed to move away from something I love to do: write my Boa Forma column. And it's about changes that I'm going to talk about today and the importance of our time.
I'm not going to talk about burnout, depression, anxiety or stress, because that wasn't the case. And I change frequently precisely to avoid this. I am radically against being a workaholic. I don't see the value in that. Always stuck for balance. Of course, at some moments in life, we need to place more emphasis on some things than others. But never abandon one important thing for another equally important thing.
And life asked me to slow down. And how I am very connected to life and the signs it gives us. I slowed down. My wife got pregnant and I felt like this wasn't the life I wanted for my daughters. And I changed.
I went inland to watch the sun rise and set. Breathe, and restructure myself for the new me, and even the new us that would emerge from there. It was time for a crossing. A crossing is like a foggy road.
You don't stop, because it would be dangerous. But you slow down. Walk very slowly, pay more attention. It keeps you safe, but you also enter the fog without really seeing where you're going. And keeps walking. Because he knows he should walk. Even without seeing the end point. Life is walking. And change. Although a Taurus, I embrace change. My ideal life is to move house every five years. Even if it's for the neighbor. But see another point of view. Another hit point.
Anyone who follows the column knows that I talk about physical trainingbut mainly three-dimensional rehabilitation. And changes are part of both. In fact, one of the principles of training advocates exactly changing stimuli. This principle says that if we always do the same thing, our body adapts to this stimulus and stops evolving.
We often cling to what has always worked. And everything works out until it doesn't. And if we stay stuck with this method, this format, this technique, this past, we generate pain in ourselves and in others.
As a professional, you have to be willing to change. And, as I said above, we also have to listen, in this case not only to life, but to our customers. Listen to what they say, and also what they don't say.
Listen to what you don't even know you're saying. Listen to the body, mind and spirit. The holy trinity of 3D. The entire base of functional rehabilitation it goes through this communication, where pain is one of the body's main forms of expression, and perhaps, the main “drive” of rehabilitation.
Think with me: How many times have you closed your eyes and asked for some improvement? A new job (or even a job if you are unemployed). A new romance. A chance, an opportunity. And how do you think they will appear to you? Will a text message come to your cell phone saying: good morning, I'm your opportunity, just do what I ask and everything will work out?
Well, a lot of people expect life to be like this, and they let one opportunity after another pass by, because they don't see the signs. Because it is disconnected from the universe. Because you are afraid of changing. Because it has fear of the unknown. But if we are here to learn, this learning can only involve the unknown, otherwise you already know, and it will not be learning.
If I could recommend just one thing, it would be to open your heart to life. Slow down a few timeslift your head and see the new horizons. And change. I always do this. It's easier than it looks. And highly rewarding.
I went back. Changed, and in the coming weeks I will bring this change here to the column. And, if we cannot bathe twice in the same river, because neither I nor the river are the same, in this case also, neither I, nor the spine, nor Good Form are the same. Everything will be the same as before, only different. Come with me on this beautiful journey towards the unknown, towards life!
Big hug,
Samorai
