What My Knees Are Teaching Me About Mastery, Healing & Listening to the Body
Written as a birthday gift to myself as I approach 80 – and to you, my fellow seeker of truth and transformation.
A few days ago, I returned from a physiotherapy appointment with news I could already feel in my bones: knee osteoarthritis in both knees, tightness in my pelvis, poor balance, unsteady legs.
It’s not new. But it’s sobering to hear it named so clearly.
At 79, I’ve lived a life of spiritual exploration, healing work, coaching, and caregiving. I’ve held space for others. But now my own body is asking:
“Can you hold space for yourself?”
“Can you heal from the inside out?”
So I’m beginning an 8-week rehabilitation program here in Copenhagen — a generous offering from the social services. And while I gratefully show up for those sessions, the real work — the inner work — begins at home.
My Reality Statement:
A Sacred Declaration
I’ve anchored my healing journey into a simple but powerful declaration:
I am at ease and flexible in the movements of my physical body.
I am kind, of good mind, and a prosperous Centenarian Grandmama happily celebrating life with my beloved ones, especially my grandchildren, who are all well and flourishing.
This is more than a hopeful affirmation. It’s a living prayer. A line drawn in the energetic sand that says: “This is the reality I choose to grow into.”
Healing Across Dimensions:
The TAG Reality Shift Process
With this declaration in hand, I turn to the TAG Healing Process — a multidimensional framework that aligns emotional, physical, ancestral, and galactic energies.
Here’s a brief glimpse into the 10-step process I practice daily. It involves calling on Spirit Teams, clearing energetic sabotage, activating high-frequency programs, and anchoring the new reality into the Earth grids through sacred words and symbolic movement.
I also tune in to sensation, imagination, and joy. I feel myself walking with ease, surrounded by grandchildren, grounded in love.
Most importantly, I listen.
What Are My Knees Saying?
Knees, I’ve learned, symbolize flexibility, humility, and forward movement.
So I asked:
“Where in my life have I been too rigid?”
“Where have I resisted bending—not in submission, but in grace?”
“Where have I tried to carry too much, alone?”
These questions brought tears.
Because I’ve juggled many sacred roles: grandmother, circle-keeper, soul guide. And yes — I’ve felt pressure. I’ve felt resistance. I’ve moved forward without always softening.
Maybe, just maybe, this osteoarthritis is not only about physical wear and tear.
Maybe it’s a faultline — a message passed down through the matriarchal line.
Healing the Family Faultline
At a recent rehab lecture, I learned osteoarthritis disproportionately affects women. That truth echoed inside me.
Why women?
Science may say hormones, muscle mass, or anatomy. But I heard ancestral voices — whispers from women who bent their knees to survive but were never invited to rest.
My mother. Her mother. The women before.
Knees as altars of endurance. Legs that carried generations.
And now — I walk for them.
Each stretch, each bend, each pause becomes an act of lineage repair.
Emotional Mastery: The Moment Before the Moment
Pain has been a teacher — but so has emotional reactivity.
Over time, I’ve come to recognize the signals: a shimmer in my calves, a shift in posture, a duck of the shoulder, a tightening breath.
These are the precursors — the “moment before the moment” — that reveal where I am out of alignment.
Self-mastery isn’t about being pain-free or perfect. It’s about choosing your response.
Can I pause before the reaction?
Can I listen without flinching?
Holding Mastery Without Illusion
Three core truths guide me:
I am a Master.
I am Magic.
I am the Miracle.
But I don’t always feel like one.
Some days I limp. Some days I ache. Some days I doubt.
And yet — I speak to my body with reverence.
I claim my space.
I create my Heaven on Earth through word, presence, and intention.
That, I now understand, is real self-mastery.
Not control. Not superiority.
But alignment. Humility. Listening.
A Closing Prayer: From Page to Presence
Let my words carry the medicine my body is asking to receive — with softness, with strength, with honesty.
Bless my knees — for holding me up.
Bless my doubt — for keeping me real.
Bless my hope — for giving me vision.
Let this chapter not be a story, but a living fire.
A light for others learning to bend with grace and rise with love.
For You, Dear Reader
Whether you live with chronic pain, emotional wounds, or the quiet ache of aging — I offer this:
🌿 Your body knows. Listen to it.
🌿 Your healing matters. It ripples backward and forward in time.
🌿 You are the artist of your reality — and your words hold power.
This is not about fixing yourself. It’s about coming into deeper communion with yourself — one breath, one stretch, one loving word at a time.
With listening love,
A Grandmama nearing 80 —
Walking forward,
Softly, surely, sovereignly.