"...life is always lived on the edge, along the elusive border between order and chaos. What we call normality is a narrow bandwidth ~ a fraction of a degree more or less, and everything spins out of control. Along this margin, reason and madness are simultaneously joined and separated by a membrane so thin and porous that one inevitably bleeds into the other.
No matter how hard I think or how much I analyze, I can never know myself by myself but must always come to myself in and through another. This other bears many names ~ it can be a parent, teacher or pastor who gaze we flee or guidance we seek. The other can be the enemy we struggle to destroy, the beloved in whom we long to lose ourselves, or the child in whose eyes we see our own reflection. They might be ghosts who have departed or demons that possess us. The deeper I probe, however, the more I suspect that beneath and beyond, or within these uncanny spirits, both holy and unholy, there is an other other I can never fathom, that some name the unconscious and others name God."
Mark C Taylor, Field Notes from Elsewhere
I did not want to wake up this morning.
The pressure of life felt too great.
I have been carrying around an enormous bundle of burdens ~ for weeks and weeks. ALL other people's stuff.... not really my own... but when you see that they are too heavy for your loved ones to carry around by themselves, it is so easy to unconsciously say, "Here, gimme some of that..... let me lighten your load."
There is a reasons our spiritual teachers tell us NOT TO DO THIS. Boy howdy doody have I been a mess! All clogged up and heavy heavy heavy. Manifesting physical pain in my body, my muscles twitching from the strain.
It came to a crux where I knew I was beyond helping myself. I could no longer really see myself to know what to release.... what is me? what is them? Who's energy is who's around here?
I started looking for a light worker who would understand my language and see my issue. I was willing to travel. San Francisco? Marin? Sacramento? Sedona? South America?
I started prowling around the web... Googling "energy work" and "intuitive healers". I pulled up 100 websites looking for a person with the right energy. Finally I pulled up a page... I have no idea how I got there, and there she was. I instantly recognized her as the one. And guess where I found her?
Modesto.
Yeah..... right here in my own God-forsaken little community.
I practically limped into her sweet, little sanctuary today... praying, praying, praying, I would find relief, but kind of afraid that I was too far gone to get any.
If you have never had energy work done, you would probably judge it strange, someone working on an invisible space that you cannot see with your physical eyes. After the work is done.... or even while it is done..... you would be amazed at the shift... both in spirit and physically.
It truly is a miracle!
I can see myself again!
If you are ever in the Modesto area and are looking awesome Massage Therapy/Energy Work, I highly recommend Andrya Lopez.
Namaste,
C H E Z
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