I saw my T twice this week for the first time in many years. I've been going every other week for a year. Very unusual for me, but I was really smarting over something that had knocked me back. In a major way, as I've noticed in the last year or so that the intensity of the knock back is generally less and my recovery is quicker. But for me I don't expect not to get knocked back but I do expect to find my feet more quickly.

In my version of being knocked back, it's easier if I acknowledge how hard the thing is and how deep it runs. T helped me with this in large part just by asking if I wanted to come back the next day. Seemed like he was in tune with the "ouch" of the thing. It felt like I'd been scraped alongside my body, everything hurt. But giving it the attention rather than trying to avoid it, the light and air helped it heal. Now I see this as a luxury, to be able to focus on the thing and nourish it so it feels better rather than goes underground.