Maggie Flood is a good friend of mine, and an EndoWarrior in our local San Diego group. She’s also a licensed Acupuncturist, certified Sexological Bodyworker and holistic pelvic care practitioner.
She’s put together and is hosting a six-week course on resetting your pelvic floor…and so much more. It will use Zoom for weekly meetings (which will be recorded if you can’t attend live), downloadable meditations, exercises, journaling homework, and a support community of fellow participants.
A course description:
“Pelvic Reset is a 6 week long assisted journey to guide you back to your body, uterus and root. As this course is open to all women and those with vulvas who wish to reconnect with themselves, it is especially useful for those coping with pelvic pain or female-bodied sexual dysfunction. Within this 6 week program you’ll learn the basics of embodiment, nervous system self-regulation, how to use pleasure for healing, lineage mapping your womb space, as well as new and ancient medicinal techniques to manage pain and heal from surgery or trauma. This course is designed to bring you into a new experience of your sexuality and relationship to your pelvic floor. A very special reset button, indeed.”
For more information, and to register, please check out her site. There’s a registration fee, but if you’re not happy with the program within 30 days, there’s a money back guarantee.
I’ve vowed to invest in my health this year, so I’ve already signed up. I just wanted to share in case this interested some of you.
Our friend and local EndoSister, Maggie Flood of Sacral Spaces, shared something very uplifting in our support group’s page today and I wanted to share it with you:
Just wanted to share a little piece of my weekend with you guys! I posted this on Insta because I am feeling SO GOOD today after my weekend flair-up, and here’s why:
I had what I can only describe as a flair-up of some sort this weekend. Is it “autoimmune”? Yeah, probably. Is it from “endometriosis”? Eh, maybe. Is there something wrong with me? No, everything is correct, because the diagnosis nor the label matter. What matters is that something happened, and I knew what it was that set me off. On Friday night I let myself get too hungry before we went to a friend’s birthday gathering at a crappy bar. I felt faint and needed SOMETHING so I ate a piece of a friend’s quesadilla in utter desperation. Fast forward through two days and my abdomen felt like burning charcoals from the inside, the skin all over my body feeling like a bruise to the touch… random shooting pains like electricity through my wrists, fingers, and hips.
Here’s where I can choose to say “life is awful – I can’t even have some cheese without being in pain.” Instead I choose to say, “Life is amazing. My body is AMAZING! It’s BEAUTIFUL how sensitive I am. I’m so grateful that I have a body that can tell me what’s right and what’s wrong.” Only I can experience what I experience.
Instead of forcing myself to do more than I could, I laid on the beach and continued my research on trauma and autoimmune disorders yesterday (how beautifully hilarious and timely). When I felt them I took some moments to close my eyes and allow the electric shocks run through me, felt my body recalibrating. I imagined the sun soaking them up. I felt the cold spring wind. I laughed. I’m alive, and I’m human. This is what I signed up for.
Thank you, Maggie. I oftentimes bemoan the fact that I can’t have this or can’t have that. And I truly hope that your positive body thinking reminds me later that I am grateful for the body I have and the awareness that comes with it.
Maggie will be teaching a class on Navigating Painful Sex on May 19th in San Diego. If you’re interested in joining us, we’d love to have you!