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Grounding is a practice that involves direct contact between the feet and the ground, such as walking barefoot on grass, soil, or sand. In the West, it is associated with reducing inflammation, improving sleep, and maintaining the body's electrical balance. In Traditional Chinese Medicine (TCM), this connection with the Earth is linked to the flow of Qi (vital energy), the balance of Yin and Yang, and the strengthening of the meridians.

In TCM, Earth is one of the Five Elements and governs the Spleen and Stomach, the organs responsible for digestion, nutrient absorption, and emotional stability. Walking barefoot strengthens this energy, supporting digestive function and mental well-being.

In modern society, excess Yang — caused by stress and a hectic routine — is common. Contact with the ground calms the mind, reduces anxiety, and balances energies by introducing more Yin, which is associated with stillness and coolness.

Another benefit is the reinforcement of Kidney Qi, which is essential for vitality and longevity. The feet contain key points in TCM, such as Yongquan, located on the sole and belonging to the Kidney meridian. Known as the "Bubbling Spring," stimulating this point enhances energy circulation and promotes a sense of grounding.

Grounding also improves blood circulation and Qi flow, benefiting those who experience energetic stagnation — often linked to muscle tension, headaches, and irritability. Additionally, it helps eliminate internal dampness, a pathogenic factor in TCM associated with symptoms such as fatigue, bloating, and mental fog.

Incorporating grounding into daily life is simple: walking barefoot in nature for a few minutes each day, massaging the soles of the feet, practising Qi Gong or Tai Chi outdoors, or using grounding mats to simulate contact with the earth. This ancient habit complements practices like acupuncture, enhancing balance and vitality in alignment with TCM principles.

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