Body Maintenance…keeping your engine running at its optimal level

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A common theme in our house this past week has been one of “taking care of your body”. I believe society as a whole can agree that food fuels your body. After all, the old saying “you are what you eat” definitely derived from a known truth. However, what many still don’t realize is that your body is also an energetic vessel. One that requires similar attention and maintenance as say, a car. Go with me here. Just as we use gas to fill up our car and keep it running at its peak level, we use energy to keep our bodies and organs running at their peak level. Yoga, acupuncture, energy work (such as reiki) keep your body from blockages and build up. They keep the gas moving through the engine, so that your vehicle can continue to run at its optimal level. But what happens when you have run yourself ragged and have not found ways to “refuel”? We all know that no matter how hard we try, we cannot keep going if that gas light is on for too long. Eventually, your car will stop…hopefully near a gas station. But here’s another thing. I’m not a mechanic, but I have heard that if you drive your car and don’t keep up with maintainance–running out of gas on a regular basis, not changing the oil, rotating tires, etc–then you will most certainly have some bigger, more expensive, problems on your hands. At the very least, the life of your car will be greatly diminished. Do you see the parallel here? If you don’t do things to regularly maintain this “vehicle” that we’ve been given, then you yourself are responsible for diminishing the life of this vehicle! That’s a big responsibility. But the truth is, it’s not that hard to maintain. Feed it well…every now and again, fill it with a higher octane. Rest. Get to know your own body. Listen to it. When your body gives you signs that you need a break, take it! After all, you don’t go from full to empty that quickly. Pay attention. Learn to recognize when your body is giving you signs. For example, last night my son said, “I feel weird. I feel almost…empty.” I complimented him on recognizing that feeling and asked if he would like an energy treatment. He said yes because, if nothing else, my kids recognize the value of refilling when they are feeling low. When I was giving him energy, I saw that he was completely in balance (that will have to be a future post), but that he was very depleted throughout. In other words, his gas tank was on empty. I filled him back up and this morning he came downstairs feeling back to normal/full.

So you might ask, what if I don’t know someone who can give me energy? My answer? Well, it’s kind of mixed. I do believe that you can do things to fill yourself back up. Rest, spend time out in nature, find time to do the things that you love…that fill your heart, meditate (or deep, focused prayer), listen to your favorite music, have a good meal that has plenty of “live foods” (this is fruits and vegetables…things that grow from the earth). Slowly, these things will help fill you back up. If you are already full, then these are the things that will keep you full! These are your natural ways to maintain your vehicle. If you feel so low that you don’t feel much relief from trying the above, then seek out someone who can give you energy. Get a massage, acupuncture, yoga…do something to get things unblocked and moving again. There are many avenues and methods to attain your optimal level. Try some out and then go with what feels best and works for you personally.

And remember, if energy work interests you, but you don’t know where to start, you can always come back here and set up a distance appointment with me (if you aren’t local). I would love to help!

As for me, tonight I am trying something new. I just signed up for a Sound Healing Meditation class and I am excited to experience something that I haven’t done before. I’ll let you know how it goes 🙂

The Elusive Art of Meditation

A couple of weeks ago, I was doing an energy session with a new client when meditating came up. I meant to post about it at the time, but summer life and our family “staycation” gave me the excuses that I needed to just be lazy. However today during a session, the same topic came up again! Funny how that happens.So here’s the thing. I am finding that many people are too afraid to begin meditating because of the fear of doing it “wrong”. What we discovered during that last session was that this particular client (not unlike my own mother) loved to work in her garden. This was her meditation! Her goal for that week was to just sit and be in her garden. To close her eyes and feel the warmth of the sun on her head and to visualize this warmth going down and through her entire body. This could last 30 seconds or 30 minutes. It doesn’t matter. That’s the beauty of meditation. There is no right or wrong way to do it really. There is just what works for you. Finding those moments during your day when you can sit and breathe and feel that sense of peace throughout your body. It’s less about how long you meditate and more about just learning to carve out moments throughout your days/weeks for you to reconnect and find that peace. 

How do you integrate meditation into your daily life? What does it look like for you?

“Happy Little Accidents”

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“There are no mistakes, only happy accidents.”
― Bob Ross

This morning, after drinking about 1/4 of my cup of coffee, I realized that it was time to take the kids to school. I poured my coffee into a travel mug and was attempting to put on the lid, when I noticed that it wasn’t going on because the rubber stopper in the lid had come out of place. Worse yet, in my attempts to put on the lid, little black pieces of the stopper had fallen into my coffee. Bummer. I dumped it down the drain, figured that I wasn’t meant to have coffee this morning, and took the kids to school.
When I got home, I decided to boil some water to make some tea instead. The plan was to have a cup of tea and meditate, but I got side-tracked (surprise, surprise!), and began to crochet instead. I heard the tea-pot whistle, got up to go pour it into my cup and that’s when I saw it. On the little paper connected to the tea bag was the word “Connect!”. As you can imagine, I had to laugh at myself for that one. I put down my crochet and sat in my chair. Happy little accident indeed. Had my coffee not gotten messed up this morning, I probably wouldn’t have made tea which means that I would have wasted my morning crocheting instead of meditating (not that crochet is a waste, but you get the picture).
So what it comes down to is this: maybe Bob Ross was onto something. Maybe there are truly no mistakes, just happy accidents. And here we are again circling back to a recurring theme in my life. Perspective and Choice. I could have gotten mad about the coffee. It could have “ruined” my morning. Instead, that little mishap ended up making my morning better. So today, I thank God for ruined coffee 🙂

Ask and You Shall Receive…

Okay, so that’s just funny. I just typed the title of this post into Google Images, and this was one of the pictures that came up 🙂 Not quite where I was about to go with this post, but okay. Pretty funny.

Now that I’ve got your attention, time to get down to what I really wanted to post about. The stomach bug (sorry Bradley Cooper). That thing has been going through our schools and unfortunately, over the last week, through our children with a vengeance. Today, my friend/neighbor/carpool buddy called to tell me that one of her sons woke up this morning looking grey and saying that his stomach was hurting. Uh-oh. Naturally, I offered to give him an energy treatment to see if we could keep this thing from really sinking in over in  her house. Two kids at our house was bad enough, I can only imagine the war zone it would be if it took hold of her four…I would have to crochet some Lysol holsters for her to strap on…but I digress.

So as I was giving her son energy, I noticed that he was very depleted. I would fill, check and see that he was getting better, but still depleted. I started thinking about how when we are depleted, we are more susceptible to picking up all the yuckies that are floating around us and hanging out on doorknobs, etc and started wondering. Yes, I have this knowledge and yes, I have the ability to keep us all “filled”, but do I really have the time to devote to giving my entire family (and my friends and their families) energy treatments every morning? The answer is no. I really don’t. I would love to, but I can’t. So how do we protect our families from unnecessary illnesses? It was at that point that I asked God to fill all of his energy points. No sooner were the “thought words” out, than I heard, “okay, done.” Really?!?! Ahh, yes. Really. Ask and you shall receive, right? And quickly. I checked him again, and sure enough. Completely full and in balance. Just. Like. That.

I called my friend about 15 minutes later to tell her about what had happened and she said that her son had– the moment before the phone rang–just come down and said he was hungry. Amazing.

I think that sometimes we forget. We forget that we are not in this thing all alone. We forget that it’s not actually all in our control, and thank goodness, not all in our hands. That would be a lot to hold!

So instead of taking a few hours every morning to do energy work on all my family and friends, how about asking for God to take care of them? Keep them healthy and safe and know and trust that it is not such a huge task when I just ask.

Living in the Moment

With the holiday season in full swing and everyone running around trying to wrap up loose ends (or just trying to find the ends), I thought that I would post a little friendly reminder to “live in the moment” and not get so caught up in the have to’s, the what if’s, the to-do lists that we often allow to take over our lives during this time of year (oh yes, I’m included in this “we”!).

You don’t have to like my taste in music to appreciate the words in this song 🙂 So take a moment, sit back and enjoy.

Pushing the Pull Door

Over the past month, I have taken a brief hiatus from writing my blog. I have been concentrating on my other job(s) and have been continuing to do distance energy sessions.

While working with several people, there is one message that continues to come up. Changing your life, healing your life, is absolutely doable but it takes work. 12 years ago as I was beginning my journey toward healing, I often complained that this journey was “really hard!” At the time, my friend would look at me and tell me that it’s not hard…you just have to make up your mind and do it. Easy. I would then beat myself up for making the process so unnecessarily difficult.

Here’s what I have since realized. It was hard. At the time, I had spent the majority of my life (20+ years) living with arthritis. There is so much mentally and emotionally weaved into having a chronic disease. Add to this the fact that, as I was diagnosed when I was 3, this was all I had ever known! It had become a part of my identity. So yes, it was hard. It was hard to unravel this strand from within the bundle that had become “me”.  It wasn’t that I didn’t know that I was on the path to healing this part of me, but that I had to constantly remind myself. I had to dig deep into the why of my pains, etc. and work through them both physically and emotionally each time I felt them…and in the beginning, I won’t lie, that was a lot. But eventually, it became easier. I realized that my spirit was trying to get me to notice things (thoughts or “misthoughts”) by sending me messages. Pains, stiffness, or swelling were ways to get my attention. The beauty of it was that once I got the “message” and made a shift in my thoughts or actions, the pain would go away.

This is where the hard work was. It is not enough to hear the message and to get it, intellectually. The only way to change your life is by starting to do or think things differently. I was watching “New Girl” last night (love this show!) and I was laughing at a part where the one “grumpy old man” kind of roommate, Nick, was trying push open a door that said “PULL” on it. He was getting angrier and angrier, but refused to PULL the door! It was extremely humorous to watch, but how many of you have experienced this in your life? Not necessarily with a door (hopefully), but with something that wasn’t going well for you? My good friend and mentor, Teri, used to say “how’s that working for you?” I heard that a lot, but eventually, I was able to recognize when something that I was doing was not producing the result that I desired. The shift comes in recognizing this and not beating yourself up for spending 3 months pushing on a door that said pull, but in trying something different. Changing your action. Changing your thought. If it’s still not bringing about the desired outcome, change again.

So yes, it’s work. Sometimes you have to retrain your brain and that takes time. The beauty of it is that it’s doable AND it gets easier. I promise.

To Our Health! (and maybe I was a little bit wrong)

Normally, when I write, I try to first connect so that I can “speak” from a place of higher understanding. The other day I did not. Not fully. I even admitted that in my post. I wrote, “I thought very hard about this and I believe the answer is a simple one: let it go.” Sometimes “thinking” is the problem when it comes to big issues. We trust our logical, very intelligent ;), heads rather than the whisper that comes from our hearts. Well, since I wrote that blog, I have had neck and upper back/shoulder pain that…well, really hurts. And I don’t like not being able to turn my head without that jab of pain, so I am thinking that I am meant to go back and truly listen.

I believe that what I was missing was a crucial step. One that I have spent a lifetime working on. Speaking up. Talking about the problem, trying to work it out, expressing how I’m feeling and trusting that that person will not love me any less for having these feelings or opinions. Maybe, in fact, “letting go” and forgiving has a crucial place, but in my zeal to avoid the part of the lesson that is most difficult for me, I skipped the part before letting go: communicating. And here’s the key…it actually works better if you communicate from a place of calm, from your heart. Issues don’t get resolved when you wait for everything to come to a head and then lay it all out on the table with extra helpings of anger and defensiveness on the side. Instead, everyone leaves the table with sadness in their hearts and truly nothing gets resolved. Just brace yourself for that next dinner party when the same exact menu is served.

So here’s a toast to communicating. To clearing the table and making room for some new menu items to discuss. Hopefully at our next dinner party we won’t be showing up with the same foods that we know nobody likes 🙂

Sticks and Stones…

 My mom always says that this little rhyme is completely false. I tend to agree. After all, bones can heal. Our physical bodies can heal. But the words that people say to us, whether intentionally unkind or not, leave scars.

I thought that once I got the big picture, once I had a handle on these amazing universal truths, the words of others would no longer have the same effect. Unfortunately, I thought wrong. Yes, I might now understand why someone says the things that they do or why someone behaves the way that they do, but that doesn’t always make it better. The pain is still there; the hurt remains.

So how do I release these feelings rather than allow them to begin decomposing me from the inside out? I have thought very hard about this and I believe that the answer is a simple one: let it go. Afterall, what do you change by continuing to think about it? Does thinking about it or even approaching the person change the words that were said? Absolutely not. It could give you clarity, it could make it feel a little better, but I can guarantee that those words are still in the back of your mind (or in your heart) and you will use them as justification as to why you need a wall or a shield in the future when dealing with that person. But that’s not healthy either. Building walls to keep us “safe” only keeps us from truly experiencing the amazing things that come from having meaningful relationships with people. Let it go. Holding on, thinking about it only does one thing: it makes you feel bad. I’m not saying letting go is easy. I’m just saying that truly forgiving does not necessarily entail an apology from the other person. Truly forgiving takes only one person: you. So today that is what I’m working on. Truly forgiving and letting go. Wish me luck!

The Ring

Did you know that you are supposed to get the prongs on your ring checked every 6 months? I didn’t. I found out this little bit of information the hard way. In mid-August, I took a little trip to the local Wal-Mart to do some present shopping for various little people who were having their birthdays (including my own son). The trip, though otherwise successful and quiet, ended in me climbing into my car only to notice that the diamond from my engagement ring had fallen out somewhere in the store. Now let me just say, I hope that none of you ever have the need to retrace steps in a Wal-Mart. If you are anything like me, that place is like ADD heaven and there is some strange gravitational pull coming from aisles where you probably don’t even need anything! Strange, but it’s true. I wish I could say that this retracing of steps led to me seeing this little glimmer and viola, no lost diamond, but it didn’t. I also never got that call from the customer service desk saying that they found it or that someone had turned it in (don’t laugh, I truly had hope that this would happen). So here I am about a month later and I am still asking my spirit why this had to happen “to me”. What big lesson was I supposed to learn from it all? I have received so much information from spirit for other people to help them move forward and change their lives, but this one little question of mine seems to have no answer. Is that even possible? Of course not. So today I asked again and finally I heard an answer.

I heard that this didn’t happen “to me”, it just happened. But there is a lesson to be learned. As humans, we sometimes become very egocentric. This happened because I did this or didn’t do that; and this person behaved like that because I said this or didn’t say that. You know what? 99.9% of the time that is absolutely NOT TRUE! Things happen. They happen not because of one person or another but because these events are needed (usually for several people) to help them learn a lesson. So this particular event affected me, my husband, my children, my friends who are now no longer wearing their engagement rings until they can go get the prongs checked (Christina), the workers at Wal-Mart with whom I spoke, the insurance company ladies, the police officer that couldn’t help me (though he wished he could) because it wasn’t stolen, the ladies in the jewelry store(s) that I went to see how much it would cost to replace it, and now you. This event touched each of us in a different way, but it has touched us and has probably taught us a lesson or two. For me, it was a very expensive lesson and one that had an emotional string attached to it, but I also had the amazing opportunity (yet again) to experience contrast in human nature. For every person that I spoke to that was rude or unwilling to help or sympathize, there were 2 that did their best to make me feel okay with a situation that just wasn’t okay. I faced those that had no empathy, but I was blessed by those that did. And you know what? I guess there was an even bigger lesson in it for me. We have choice. In every second of every day we have a choice. And your choice is almost always going to show up in someone else’s story. What do you want that to look like?

So I may not have that diamond anymore, but I have something…

Contrast and a Huge Dose of Gratitude

All-consuming: Two girls are sat at the beach watching the roaring fire destroy the forests on the mountains as it move closed to the beach where evacuees from nearby villages have gatheredSo I’m not usually the kind of person that speaks up and voices my opinion in a public setting.  I may have a different opinion, a strong one, but I just never have felt comfortable speaking up. Today, however, something was sparked in me. I spoke up.

I have family and friends on the island of Chios in Greece. They are currently trying to fight a wildfire that has now caused the people in 10 villages to evacuate. From what I understand, they are trying all that they can to stop the fire, but “all that they can” isn’t quite enough. The wind is strong, the conditions are dry and their fire “departments” are volunteers with flatbed trucks carrying huge tanks of water with what look like garden hoses attached. Airplanes and helicopters are trying to dump sea water on the fire, but they don’t fly at night and the winds are strong enough to keep their efforts from being fully successful. Earlier today, a friend of mine (that lives in Chios) sent me a link to an article so that I could see what was going on. I had already watched a few videos prior to seeing the article and my heart was breaking as I listened to people from the villages talking about how they were losing their land (olive groves and mastic trees) and their animals and feared that they were going to lose their homes. So when I read the article and scrolled down to see the comments, I was blown away. There were many people who were commenting about the grammar or bad use of English in the article; others that were making political jabs and jokes about the recession in Greece. All I could think about was the hundreds of people there (and hundreds more, like myself, who have family and friends there) who were scared. I was pushed beyond my limit and couldn’t help but write a comment basically saying what I just said here.

All this being said, what I realized is this: I have been spoiled by this wonderful community that I have been surrounding myself with here in the blogging world. Lately, when I’m not writing (so let’s just say it’s a lot!) I have been reading. I was about to insert a list of all the amazingly inspiring blogs that I have been reading, but I have to say, the list would be rather large and honestly, I’m a little worried I would leave someone out. But the idea behind this is, I have found this community of like thinkers, “kindred students” as Gina from Professions for Peace said the other day. I didn’t realize that it was happening, but these blogs that I have been reading have given me hope. They have shown me that there is indeed a large population of people who care, who love, who try to live this life the best they can…and when their best isn’t great, they learn, share and keep living and trying to do better. It is inspiring to say the least. It is beautiful. And then I went out into the world and read this article and the comments attached to it. And contrast slapped me in the face. But this time I had the strength and the guts to speak up.

So thank you my dear blogging friends. You know who you are because I follow your blogs. I show up, I “like” and I comment when I am moved to do so. You give me hope and shine your lights so brightly that it’s contagious. Thank you.