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I Forgot To Do Cartwheels

I Forgot To Do Cartwheels

I made myself laugh today because I realized that itís about time to lighten up! Between ranting about†how broken our health care system is, musing about†setting boundaries with people who say they love you but donít act like it, and writing about†coming out of the closet and how repressing the real you makes you sick, Iíve gotten so dang deep, serious, introspective, and ďspiritualĒ that I’ve literally forgotten to do cartwheels (a regular practice for me usually). I’ve also forgotten to take regular dance breaks with Lady Gaga (LOVE her!) or to laugh at my daughter’s knock knock jokes.

The Narrow Place

The truth is that†Iíve been in the narrow place again. Must be a spring thing.

Do you know what it feels like when youíre in the narrow place? Itís like being in the dark, bony pelvis, getting squished from all sides, as you feel stuck in that place that surely always leads to rebirth if youíre brave enough to be with what happens in the narrow place.

Itís always a good thing. Itís gestation.† Itís evolution.† Itís the opportunity to get more aligned with your truth. And you always pop out the other end into this beautiful, expansive place, as I did last April. Phew!

But when youíre there, itís easy to get really freakiní dark, brooding, and intense (not that thereís anything wrong with that!)

I See The Light

Iím just starting to squeeze through, and I now see the light. Itís close. Iím almost there. But I donít want to wait until I pop through to laugh, skip-to-my-lou, and kick up my heels.† I just had to giggle about how I sometimes forget to laugh at myself.

The Cartwheels

So I decided Iíd go do cartwheels on the beach. While wearing a clown nose (yes, I have one). And blowing on a kazoo. Because surely then, it would be impossible to be deep and introspective. Though the park rangers might arrest me.† And then Iíd be blowing a kazoo in a clown nose while trying to do cartwheels in the cramped quarters of National Park Service jail.

The cartwheels went well. With the exception of getting blown sideways by hurricane gusts of wind such that one hand sank into the wet sand, careening me off balance and toppling me over into the surf, where I was then pummeled with a fine mist of sand that stuck to the wet parts, all went well. My kazoo is now drying out nicely. No arrests. Which is fortunate because of that unfortunate Janet Jacksonesque wardrobe malfunction. Note to self – wear a bra when cartwheeling in public. It’s only fair to the 80 year old Buddhist monk and the 14 year old boy on the beach.

Sometimes you just need a release valve in your life. You need to blow bubbles, spray Silly String at your best friend, sing in the shower, or bop around the grocery store in a pink wig. You need to wrestle with your kids or swing on the swingset or†dance on a pole or belly laugh at Steve Martin movies.

Whatís your cartwheel?

What can you do to open the release valve in your life?

Brushing off the sand,


Lissa Rankin, MD: Founder of†, author of Mind Over Medicine: Scientific Proof You Can Heal Yourself (Hay House, 2013),†TEDx speaker, and health care revolutionary.†Join her newsletter list for free guidance on healing yourself, and check her out on†Twitter and†Facebook.


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Lissa Rankin

Lissa Rankin, MD is a mind-body medicine physician, founder of the†Whole Health Medicine Institute training program for physicians and other health care providers, and the New York Times bestselling author of†Mind Over Medicine: Scientific Proof That You Can Heal Yourself.† She is on a grassroots mission to heal health care, while empowering you to heal yourself.† Lissa blogs at† and also created two online communities -† and† She is also the author of two other books, a professional artist, an amateur ski bum, and an avid hiker. Lissa lives in the San Francisco Bay area with her husband and daughter.


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8:47AM PDT on May 23, 2012


4:06AM PDT on May 21, 2012

Cartwheels or anything else to tickle the funny bone!

9:53AM PDT on May 19, 2012

I can't do cart wheels but i can at least enjoy being silly with my granddaughter. That is my time to break away from the things in life when it gets to be too serious and need a break. Enjoy life, laugh, it is good for you.

2:33PM PDT on May 18, 2012

I could never do cartwheels, but I would love a day at the beach. I used to go all the time but every summer is different than the last.

9:06AM PDT on May 18, 2012

I did cartwheels when I was 10 but if I tried that now, I'd break my neck. It's dangerous unless
you are really limber.

3:32AM PDT on May 18, 2012


8:39PM PDT on May 17, 2012

i'm in agreement with helene f. thanks

12:42PM PDT on May 17, 2012

Unlike Carol P I don't think having extremes is healthy at all.
(And as I've never been able to do cartwheels perhaps that's a good idea.)

I use the '5-year' yardstick; i.e. "will this matter to me in 5 years' time?"
If not, I don't sweat it.
Also "will my worrying about this change things?"
If not, I don't sweat it.
And "what can I usefully do to change things?"
That's where my energy goes.

12:37PM PDT on May 17, 2012

Silly is a good thing. My husband and I days where we blow bubbles, make sand castles and have ice cream for dinner. Enjoy life!

8:24AM PDT on May 17, 2012


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