Exactly where you are at this very moment, there is a house that
bears your name. You re its sole owner but, a very long time ago,
you lost the keys. So you stay outside; you re familiar only with
the facade. You don t live in it. That house, the hideaway of your
most deeply buried, repressed memories, is your body.
"If walls could hear..." In the house of your body, they can.
The walls which have heard everything and never forgotten
anything are your muscles. In the stiffness and the tension, in
the pains and deficiencies of the muscles of your back, your neck,
your legs, your arms, your diaphragm, your heart, and also
of your face and your sexual organs, your complete history is
revealed, from your birth to the present day.
Without even realizing it, from the first months of your life
you have reacted to family, social, and moral pressures. "Stand
like this, like that. Don t touch things. Don t touch yourself. Be
nice. Defend yourself. Hurry up. Don t run . . ." Confused, you
bent your will and your body as much as you could. To conform,
you deformed yourself. In the place of your real body, naturally
harmonious and dynamic, a foreign body has been substituted.
You have trouble accepting it. In your innermost self, you re-
iect it.
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