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I love this story that Gregg Braden tells. It’s not because I love rain so much (though I do) and it’s not because I’ve been watching the East Coast struggle with the after-effects of Hurricane Irene, it’s because his story points out the power of our minds- our thoughts actually. Let me paraphrase for you:

He tells the story of his Native American friend who agrees to show him how the rain dance works. They’re out in the New Mexican or Arizonian desert and it hasn’t rained in months. Gregg watches his friend walk out a distance and expects to see him start a traditional dance. Instead his friend stands quietly for many minutes, with his face lifted toward the sky and his arms outstretched, palms upward. Nothing seems to be happening- no dancing and no rain. After a while, his friend walks back to him and Gregg asks him what just happened: “Isn’t praying for rain the purpose of the rain dance?” His friend explained: “I wasn’t praying for rain, I was praying rain.” Continue reading

So, I’m looking more closely at the concept that ‘love heals.’ I’m at a place where either I need to deepen my understanding and faith that the power, or energy, of love can heal or go back to accepting western medicine’s level of healing, knowing it has limitations and side effects. As a kid I witnessed my parents’ journey with western medicine and its drugs and surgeries. Their bodies would recover to a certain degree but, even as a kid, I could see my parents could use a dose of real happiness. If laughter is the best medicine, then there was just too much stress (of The Depression, wars and the fear of survival) to have the time for philosophy or spirituality that might have led to the mindset of true happiness and health.

I’m still re-reading the classic self-help book “You Can Heal Your Life” by Louise Hay. I love that she says “When people come to me with a problem, I don’t care what it is- poor health, lack of money, unfulfilling relationships, or stifled creativity- there is only one thing I ever work on, and that is loving the self. I find that when we really love and accept and approve of ourselves exactly as we are, then everything in life works.” Continue reading

The first time I heard someone say “You need to accept the situation, you can’t fight it” or “What you resist, persists” I immediately thought “That’s stupid. I’m not going to give up wanting the situation to change for the better.” It took me a long time to realize that I actually wanted my life to be peachy all the time, otherwise I’d be sad or mad and have to work at getting back to peachy.

Now that I’m having the opportunity to look at my health challenge at a deeper level, I’m seeing my old pattern of wanting to get well quickly- and get this painful stiffness thing over with already. (The diagnosis is lyme disease at the moment, determined by a Western blot; though not a full positive it’s not a negative either. Evidently lyme can mimic polymylagia rheumatica, which was an earlier contender.) Because healing is taking longer than I would like, I’m experimenting with the idea of being kind to my body while it’s moving slowly right now. Revolutionary, I know. It’s weird because I’ve never been physically incapacitated like this before, except by an injury. I’m also experimenting with the idea of not pushing too hard and not  beating myself up for not moving fast enough. Obviously this was the next lesson I was meant to learn, as that’s all I’ve been doing recently, as I get four focuses of my business up and running. Continue reading

So, I have two doctors researching what the heck is going on with me- my tendons are becoming stiff and painful and no one is sure why yet. My naturopathic doc, who is an osteopath, is looking at lyme and polymyalgia rheumatia, and my Kaiser doc is sending me on for a rheumatology consult. (Did you know rheumatology is “the study of disorders characterized by inflammation, degeneration of connective tissue, and related structures of the body.” I never had cause to look it up. It comes from the Latin word ‘rheum’ for ‘flowing like a river,’ from back in Hippocrates’ day when humors (body fluids) were evaluated as indicators of health. I would say now that whatever the Latin word for ‘stiff’ is would be more accurate…) Polymyalgia is more clear- it means ‘many muscles in pain.’ Actually it feels more like my tendons, to me.

I’ve been dealing with this new and unusual experience since April. At first I thought I just had been lazy about stretching and so when my hamstrings started to become as tight as knots, I tried stretching a bit more- but it hurt too much. Then I remembered my wonderful Marin County chiropractor (www.MarilynBritton.com) who practices ART (Activated Release Technique), a tendon/muscle release method which had worked so well for me with mechanical injuries in the past. Now it only worked for a day or two but then the pain started to spread and more tendons were locking up. I felt I was turning into a very old woman very quickly and it was startling and scary. Bending over was hell, let alone trying to get out a chair or out of the car. A month ago, it was a 10 out of 10 pain level. Luckily, I have a deep base of keeping my mind focused on the good outcome I want and a wealth of ancient health modalities to draw upon.

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One of my most visually stunning and moving Fourth of Julys was at the close of a vacation.  I should have really stayed one more day to enjoy hot dogs and fireworks with my dear friends in Maine but I probably had to get back to work or something crazy like that.  So, wishing I’d reconsidered my timing, I arrived back in Boston in the early evening for a 9pm flight back to San Francisco.

Then, as we took off, I had an amazing and surprising experience!   Boston’s fireworks show started just at the same moment!  I don’t know why I hadn’t considered this would happen but it was like being an angel in a bursting star.

Then, even more unexpectedly, the sky darkened as… Continue reading