I was raised not to cry in public. When I came to Rosen Method, I attended a memorial, and I held my head straight, shoulders back, and tightened the muscles in my neck and jaw, and I didn’t cry.
The next day I couldn’t turn my head. It just happened I had a Rosen session scheduled, and I pointed out I couldn’t turn my head. What do you suppose happened when I got on the table? I cried and cried. Tears are lubrication. They oil our fears and separation. They say, “We are the ocean. We’re one!”