Warning – this post contains content which may gross you out.
For quite a few years I’ve had a lump on the back of my neck, just at the base of my skull. It was quite annoying and so, at times, I’d tend to rub and squeeze it.
While this may have felt a bit uncomfortable it did provide relief from the sensation of pressure – a bit like how you feel when you stop banging your head against a wall.
While the doctors’ view (Note: the placement of the apostrophe is correct here. There were multiple doctors I’d asked) was that it was just a physical blemish and basically I should leave it alone, it did feel uncomfortable and I found the location to be significant.
As it was at the base of my skull it raised some interesting considerations for me about the energetic implications.
For example:
- I could never see it
- It corresponded with the throat chakra. This chakra relates to our ability to communicate, especially with speaking your truth
Reading into this, I translated it to mean that I wasn’t speaking my truth but I couldn’t see what was missing.
This week I attended a Y Network meeting (always great experiences) and there was some discussion about confronting our fears. It got me thinking about what my fears were and how they prevented me from achieving my dreams.
After a lot of consideration and thinking I talked to Danita about it.
“Fear” is used as an acrostic for False Evidence Appearing Real. Danita was able to help me realise just how true that is and how I was running a story that was indeed based on “False Evidence”.
Later that day I was applying pressure to the aforementioned lump. This time, instead of getting a sense of relief from the pressure, the lump exploded (this is the gross part I warned you about). Squeezing resulted in a stream of white, smelly goo squirting across the room.
Unfortunately, Danita was standing behind me at the time, and she wore the stuff. Working at it for a while (and using up a number of handkerchiefs) resulted in the lump completely disappearing.
Danita did comment, a few times, that she was worried my brains were coming out. I think she was joking???
Once we both recovered from this sudden explosion I found that I was feeling much lighter and it seemed like a weight had been lifted.
It brought to mind a quote from Naomi Wolf: “only one thing is more frightening than speaking your truth. And that is not speaking.”
BTW while researching this post I found that; according to Bubblews there is a medical syndrome called Exploding Head. It’s not what I experienced but I do wonder about how everything we experience has been turned into a syndrome of one form or another – but that’s a conversation for another time.