The day when I got stung by a bee 🐝
Right at the center of the bottom of my left foot.
It happened mid-class, while I was teaching @fascialmaneuvers outside—life swirling, sounds everywhere. A sudden sharp pain, a jolt to the system. For a moment, my body tried to protect itself.
Tension. Guarding. That instinctual defense.
But I was teaching. Holding the field. So I stayed present.
I breathed, stayed soft, and removed the stinger gently. I put an essential oil on it. And I continued.
Then later, we moved into the anti-gravity Fascial maneuver. When I did a full squat, I felt the stretch exactly in that spot—the center of my foot where I’d been stung. And in that moment, I felt something shift.
My fascia released.
The sting began to soften. The pain… dissolved.
Like the venom had been seen and the body whispered,
“Thank you. You heard me.”
✨ When I acknowledged and thanked the pain, it dissipated.
I didn’t walk away with wounds. I walked away with wisdom.
✨ My Divine Feminine got activated.
Everything happens for a reason.
And I trust my fascia.
She speaks to me—and I listen.
Ikue 💃💞
