
I just finished a session with a young woman who had lost her mother a few years back. She came in looking for a relaxing massage, but like so many who find their way to the Spa to see me, ended up with much more.
I truly love doing “the work” that I do, and feel blessed every time I get to work with a live body! What I mean from that statement, is my whole life when I look at people, places and things, I can see an amazing piece of art being expressed and/or the potential for an amazing piece of art to be expressed.
Just being in the presence of such makes me want to interact and together create master pieces, which is what the entire dehp enrichment series is all about. It is a play house of potential, balance and bliss. An interaction I feel we are all worthy of having with one another.
So, when I see a little imbalance getting in the way, I instinctly set them free. In this young ladies case there was an intense physical pain anytime someone would touch her neck and ear on her left side. I could see it, just as plain as day. Much like a pile of dirt sitting in a corner waiting for someone to come and sweep it up, so the whole room could shine.
The interesting part was as I was working on the neck (with her permission) she began a story of going to different doctors to see what could be done. After several test, the last doctor jokingly told her she may just be crazy.
I can assure you the pain was real. Like so many who come in to see me with aches and pains that just cannot be picked up on the radar screen of most doctors. It is definitely adding insult to injury for dismissing them or calling them crazy.
I think everyone of us would agree, intense emotional pain is just as real as physical pain that can be seen. The problem occurs when we do not want to let the emotional pain go. When we try to hold on, escape or ignore it. This builds holding patterns inside the body. These holding patterns often go undetected. The only reason they go undetected is many people have not learned to relate to others on a dehp level.
Within minutes, I was able to touch and balance the neck, and without any discussion, prompting or warning, the young lady burst into tears. Tear after tear, the neck softened. She had no idea she was holding so much in, but I did and so did her body. There she was shiny again and pain free. As she thanked me, I thought to myself how lucky I was again to share on such a dynamic level. Life is good.
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