Recently, I felt shrink-wrapped into a smaller, tighter version of myself. My body was uncomfortable and the ground felt so very, very hard. My usual hip barometer was sending painful messages. I guessed what was wrong, but wasn’t sure how best to help myself. So I did two things that wouldn’t have crossed my mind a few years ago: I asked for help and fed my demons! Demon feeding has become one of my favourite practices when I experience difficulty. What came up was the need for more spaciousness, where I can stay open to all experiences, yet let them flow on through. Open the front door, and keep the back door open too.