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      <title>The Strength of the Body–Mind Connection in Empowerment Self-Defense</title>
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  Three quotes hang on a brick wall in our Center, and one of them reads: “The body cannot go where the mind has not gone first.” I’ve spent a lot of time looking at this poster and thinking about what it means and if I still think it’s true. I do. Mostly.


  
  
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  It makes sense that if you can’t imagine or envision a change for yourself, it’s impossible to take the steps to bring that change into being. If we won’t even allow ourselves to dare, to dream, to design, how can we make? I find this idea incredibly powerful; just 
  
    
    
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   is a radical act of creation. Imagining a better job, a more fulfilling relationship, a healthier attitude toward yourself—this is the first step to creating that better reality. 


  
  
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  But the mind can also get stuck in negative, unhealthy patterns, and for many of us, imagining is immediately followed by messages like 
  
    
    
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  The revelation for me has been that, in some contexts, we can un-stick our minds using the opposite strategy: the mind cannot go where the body has not gone first. Oversimplified, this is the wisdom of “Just do it.” Sometimes not overthinking things and simply putting your trust in your body—for example, continuing to show up to a new class even though you’re terrified—can silence the noise in your head that tells you you’ll never be good enough.


  
  
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  Seeing both these phenomena at work in our Empowerment Self-Defense (ESD) classes has given me new reverence for the connection between our minds and our bodies. In fact, I believe that understanding and 
  
    
    
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   this connection for personal growth is one of the things that makes ESD so vital to both violence prevention and trauma recovery.


  
  
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      When the Body Follows the Mind
    
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  I started my martial arts training a little over seven years ago because I was tired of being terrified that I couldn’t protect my children in the event of an emergency. I was nauseated before each class, but I knew I had to go because the idea of failing my kids was scarier to me than the training itself. But every moment of those first months, I was the deer facing down the semitruck, because 
  
    
    
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  I have always loved music, so I created a playlist that I listened to on the drive to class: all female punk/indie rock bands, sending me messages that embraced and celebrated power: rebellion, independence, ferocity, strength, sexuality. I began treasuring those 25 minutes in which I imagined my voice to be the defiant shrieks of Karen O or Kathleen Hanna or Louise Post. I carried those voices with me onto the mat. And I kept showing up—a little more self-assured each week.


  
  
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  Very early in all our ESD workshops at Thrive, we talk about how attitude is critical to self-defense: you must 
  
    
    
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   that you are worth fighting for in order to fight—whether that “fight” is setting a boundary with a loved one or sending a swift palm heel strike to an aggressor’s face. Participants’ voices can be soft and tentative the first time we invite them to say, out loud, “I am worth fighting for.” But each time they repeat the affirmation throughout the class, those voices get stronger.


  
  
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   In this way, our minds command our voices to express self-worth, and as our voices make those sounds, they literally resonate through our chests, throats, and around the room. And as we hear other participants say the words, too, the collective sound is strong and true. If 
  
    
    
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  If affirmations warm up the car engine, striking a pad is like slamming your foot down on the gas.


  
  
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  It’s hard to express in words the look on a woman’s face after the first time she hits a pad. The satisfying and resounding pop that comes from the impact 
  
    
    
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   powerful. It’s impossible to deny her capability after hearing that sound and feeling the force move through her own body. This is the best kind of “shock and awe”: She didn’t believe she could, but she did it. No one else helped. 
  
    
    
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  And so the next time she steps up to strike, she does it with a bit more certainty. And before long, she’s smashing that little black vinyl pad like she never had a doubt.


  
  
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  Following your body can be effective in situations where thinking too much leads to fear. I used this technique in my own martial arts training when I started Brazilian jiu-jitsu, a grappling art. More often than not, I am the only woman in the daytime class at my gym, and so in those early months, when my coach yelled, “OK, grab a partner,” my only options were men—unfamiliar, bigger, stronger, more experienced. Yikes.


  
  
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  . “Hi, I’m Lauren, will you be my partner?” They always said yes, they were always kind and patient (thanks for the fantastic mat culture, Coach), and even when I spent the whole sparring session with my back against the mat getting the air smashed out of me, when it was over, I was elated. 
  
    
    
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  In those moments, stopping to think or to evaluate each possible partner would have led to the paralysis of self-doubt. So I just didn’t give those thoughts space to take hold. My body kept leading me until my mind believed I was safe and accepted.


  
  
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  At this point, I felt like I’d found the secret sauce of empowerment: I trusted my mind to lead me sometimes, and I trusted my body to lead me at other times. Before long, the hard lines between them blurred so much that I finally felt truly present in my training: 
  
    
    
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   That’s the goal we wish for every person who walks onto our mat at Thrive. And we understand that we need to support their entire person if we ever hope to help them achieve that.


  
  
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      <description>CONTENT WARNING: Physical abuseThis poem was written by Thrive co-founder Lindsey Ross during our weekly Writing Reconnection group.I pride myself on not being scared of anything.He would kneel on me until I could hear my collar bones and ribs snap under him. Sinking deeper. Forcing my body hard into the ground beneath. My body I no longer owned. The body I stopped owning years ago.He would hold my head still while he would yell into my “Stupid Broken Ears.”I pride myself on not being scared of anything.He would leave me in stores when I took too long looking at tangible things that brought me little sparks of joy. He would drive away no matter where we were. I got great at walking.I pride myself on not being scared of anything.He would drag me across our spotless, perfect home. Not home. Cage of nightmares. By my perfect, long dark hair.He would put bags over my head just to see me struggle. Sometimes they would smell like the stores he’d leave me at that bring me little sparks of joy. I pride myself on not being scared of anything.I pride myself on not being scared of anything.I pride myself on not being scared of anything.I’m not scared of anything.I’m not scared.I won’t be scared of anything. —Lindsey</description>
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  It’s happened to all of us at one time or another. We’ve suffered through gatherings that left us feeling like we’ve just done battle. We’ve endured unwanted affection, probing questions, and snide comments for the sake of keeping peace or feigning cheer. 


  
  
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  First to my husband, who has literally seen me at my worst. I have been my ugliest self to you and you love through that filth. Quoting my vows, because they are just as relevant now as they were then: "Every day you make it a priority to build me up. Every day you changed my mind that a man can be faithful and love without conditions. You have never made me question if I was worthy of your love. You support my dreams and passions no matter how many times I've changed my mind."


  
  
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