The Body Keeps the Score, the Soul Rewrites the Story

Opening Reflection

I’ve been sitting with what it really means to heal. We often hear that the body keeps the score.

But what if the story doesn’t end there?

What if the soul is always nudging us back toward love, whispering beneath the noise of our conditioning, inviting us to loosen the programs society has placed upon us?

What if healing is not about fixing, but about listening to that inner whisper that says

come closer, descend into the body, follow the spiral staircase into sensation, into emotion, listen beyond what the ego tells you about right and wrong, and hear the quiet truth of love and compassion.

It’s here, in the depths, that we remember our wholeness.

And perhaps this is what our world needs most right now in a time where division feels louder than connection. Love is still underneath it all.

To love our neighbour even through disagreement, to meet one another with compassion instead of defence this is the medicine.

Healing invites us to soften our edges, to lay down our armour, and to remember beneath everything, we are all human, and we are all love.

We are all navigating the highs and lows of life, and maybe healing is simply about embodying the love we came here to be.

This is the essence of embodiment practices and somatic healing: not bypassing what’s here, but allowing it to move, to breathe, to alchemise. To return to love, again and again.

Poem

Isn’t it erotic to finally feel safe enough to feel everything?

What if I told you the body keeps the score

but the soul rewrites the story?

Maybe healing is a spiral staircase

down into the basement of your body

where the inner child hides in the closet

clutching a note that says:

I still believe in magic, do you?

And every time you cry into your own palms,

every time you tremble,

every time you touch yourself with gentleness instead of judgment,

you are answering yes.

Maybe the question isn’t how do I heal?

Maybe it’s how do I become more alive

than I’ve ever dared to be?

Maybe the opposite of trauma isn’t healing.

Maybe it’s presence,

pleasure,

play,

permission.

Maybe your scars aren’t meant to fade.

Maybe they’re stanzas,

scripture,

spells,

breadcrumbs back to the body you once ran from

like it was a battlefield instead of a birthplace.

Maybe alchemy is when the fire that burned you

becomes the same fire you use to warm your hands.

Maybe your story was never meant to stay in the past.

Maybe it was meant to become a poem,

a prayer,

a path,

a revolution.

And maybe, just maybe,

you are the only one

who could have written it this beautifully.

I am me.

by Chris the Co Creator

Expansion The Descent into the Body

So often, we resist descending into the body. We live in our heads, circling in thought, caught up in the stories our ego creates. These stories are powerful, but they are also illusions perspectives shaped by fear, conditioning, or the need to protect ourselves.

What I’ve witnessed so often is this, many of us want to ascend. We want to bypass the heaviness, step into the ethereal, live only in the magic of manifestation and light. But true embodiment asks us to hold both. Healing is not only about rising, it’s about descending, too.

There is always a balance between light and dark, between expansion and contraction. Our thoughts will be there. Our ego will continue telling us stories. The practice is learning to notice, to pause, to ask. What do I need to acknowledge here? What is this thought pointing me toward? What do I need to descend into the body to feel, to alchemise, to soften back into harmony and flow? Where do I need to hold more compassion for myself and others, and return back to love?

When we embody, we return to love, beneath every thought lies a feeling. The mind isn’t the enemy, it’s simply pointing us toward what the body is asking us to feel. When we allow ourselves to drop out of the story and into sensation, to connect with the emotion beneath the thought we begin to unlock the alchemy of healing.

This is the work of trauma healing through the body, of embodiment and feminine reclamation. It’s letting the nervous system unwind, letting suppressed emotions move, and giving ourselves permission to feel fully. When we reparent ourselves in this way, we create a safe internal home where all feelings are welcome grief, shame, guilt, rage, sadness, anger, joy, ecstasy, pleasure, and play.

It is only by feeling fully that we reclaim the fullness of life. Our scars become scripture. Our pain becomes prayer. Our pleasure becomes a compass guiding us back home. This is somatic healing not in bypassing or numbing, but in presence, permission, and embodiment.

When we allow this descent, something miraculous happens. Emotions that once felt overwhelming begin to alchemise. The grief softens into compassion. The shame dissolves into self-acceptance. The rage transforms into clarity and power. From this place, we naturally rise into bliss, peace, love, and beauty not as something we chase, but as a natural state of being.

This is the true alchemy of emotions descending in order to rise. Remembering that the body keeps the score, but the soul always has the power to rewrite the story.

Closing Invitation

The body remembers. The soul rewrites. Healing isn’t a destination, it’s a reclamation of aliveness, presence, and pleasure.

What part of your story is asking to be rewritten right now?