Yearly Archives: 2020

Finding Gratitude

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Nearly everyone I speak to is looking forward to 2020 being over with. Whatever our belief systems are, this has been a tough year for everyone. Many know people ill with Covid or who have passed on. Many have lost jobs and income as a result of it. The continual shuttering and re-opening of an economy is taking its toll.

With each new onslaught, it becomes more difficult to rally. Overall, while most of us take great care with our families, friends and co-workers, we stand by and watch carelessness run rampant on a global scale on a daily basis. To me, it means we become more careful, and more conscientious, and provide excellence wherever we can, continuing on what we started. Health care workers and those providing food are tirelessly putting their lives on the line for the rest of us, so we can stay home and remain safe. It makes sense to support them in every way we can.

This year, as a result of all this, Thanksgiving has shifted its tone. It is the tone of watchfulness and fear, coupled with the deep disappointment of not being able to hold our traditional family gatherings the way we always have done. How can we still enjoy ourselves?

Several grocery stores have shut down just before Thanksgiving here, so that puts additional strain on the ones that can remain open. While I might have cooked certain things for Thanksgiving dinner, now I will improvise. And other than the Zoom and FaceTime calls, Thanksgiving will pass like any other day for us, as we just stay home, hunkered down with whatever food we have purchased for those who live in the household only. Maybe watch “Planes, Trains and Automobiles.” No running out to buy last minute whipped cream or nuts.

I think about what we are going through this year as an opportunity to express gratitude. America is not my native country, but I have lived here most of my life.  I love it here, I love wide open spaces and the ability, particularly here in New Mexico, to have places to go where there aren’t people if you need to get away from it all. Now getting away from it all takes on a new meaning.

The current situation, while separating us, can also serve to bring us together, recognizing the plight of others, recognizing how much community means to us.

If I see someone I know while riding my horse, it’s exciting. We are muffled behind masks and yet there is that sense of community that prevails, of sharing, getting to see each other even from afar.

I have put together a list – sort of like the song “My Favorite Things” – a “raindrops on roses” list of things I’m grateful for. If I do this every day, gratitude becomes more attainable, not so deeply buried under other concerns.

  1. The sharing of thoughts and feelings over the phone, movies and recipes! The phone has become more important!
  2. New or renewed interests: art, vegetable gardening
  3. The availability of new knowledge and great students (via Zoom!)
  4. Family and friends
  5. Working outdoors – even when it’s cold!
  6. Meditation
  7. Animals of all kinds
  8. Natural beauty
  9. Sense of calm
  10. Riding

Can we still have adventures? Yes, we can. When we can return to normal activities, will we remember?

Stanley George and Violet Hunt, my grandparents

My family grew up in wartime London. My mother never forgot rationing, being without food, needing warm clothes and shoes. Experience like that shapes you, makes you careful about what you spend your money on, makes you take care of things and people more than perhaps you did before. When I would puzzle over why she would save things, use up scraps, she would tell me what it was like for her as a teenager. She didn’t have the freedom to be wasteful or careless.

This is nothing in comparison, and there were those far less fortunate then as now. Our current situation is a lesson in caring, gratitude for what we have, and conservation. For those who are impatient or tired of it all, it won’t last forever. Nothing ever does. Can we have adventures? Of course we can. Each morning, we awaken to a new adventure. And gratitude for what we have helps us grow our resilience, which we sorely need right now.

I would love to hear others’ gratitude lists. In the meantime, have a Happy Thanksgiving, whatever that turns out to be.

Science Proves Gratitude is Key to Well Being

While I haven’t limited my grateful list to topics of six words, this New York Times article asks readers to:

Tell Us What You’re Grateful For, in Six Words

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Reach Out and Don’t Touch Someone

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We are all in this together, and yet we are to remain apart. There is stress about social distancing, our new norm, worldwide. Why is that? We can reach out and call people, thankfully we also have social media, but I still hear from friends, colleagues and clients that they feel isolated.

As a bodyworker for people and horses and the occasional dog, I feel it intensely. Ortho-Bionomy is a form of bodywork that is not just a spa treatment that you receive when you get a gift certificate and you feel better for a couple of days and forget about it. Ortho-Bionomy is transformative, it deepens your own body’s understanding of itself, it reaches inward and brings health and balance to all your systems. Each level of the body – bone, muscle, sinew – each system – circulatory, lymph, visceral – is affected by an Ortho-Bionomy session. It invites the body to come meet itself and have a conversation. And that conversation can continue on long after the session is over, well into the next week or months, depending upon your body’s ability to correct itself and stay corrected.

The possibility of a “conversation with a body” was the hook for me when I was first finding out about bodywork modalities. What is that like? Is that possible? I wondered. Years later, I realize my body seeks that. If I cannot afford the time or money to get a session, then I feel the need. I gravitate towards self-care, and other exercises of course. They are immensely helpful.

I will talk about the importance of touch. What I learned recently is that the skin and brain are developed from the exact same primitive cells. So you could say the skin is the outer surface of the brain, or view the brain as the deepest layer of the skin. When you think of it this way, it is no wonder that we are troubled by the lack of human physical contact. There is much more about this but this is food for thought. With animals we have the fur factor – fur closely attached to skin.

According to the anatomy book, Job’s Body, by Deane Juhan, studies done by Johns Hopkins Hospital in 1915 in orphanages revealed the infant mortality rate within one year of admission was 99%. This led to further studies of all orphanages, finding that they were severely understaffed and consequently the infants lacked human cuddling. There was only enough time, to clean, feed and take care of their basic needs. Once more staff were added in a major overhaul of the system, the children received much needed cuddling, and they thrived in all ways. Great increases in energy, height, weight and mental well-being were seen – and the death rate decreased exponentially.

So when we must deprive ourselves, even as adults, of this very primal need for touch communication, where do we go next? When we’re advised to curtail all “non-essential” activities, I and my clients don’t consider Ortho-Bionomy non-essential. But since it is not an essential such as going to the grocery store (far more dangerous!), we comply with the rules that are intended to save our lives.

As a bodyworker, working on any body is never a one-way conversation. I’m not just doing techniques to or on someone. I’m asking questions, the body or being is speaking back to me in numerous ways. It’s not always something I can verbalize.

Today we are dealing with a deadly virus that is shaping the social structure of our lives. We must not touch, except those in your own household, period. Stay a safe distance away.

Fortunately, Ortho-Bionomy has a number of “phases,” unlike some modalities where the only option is touch. I can take the conversation off the body and have that conversation a little farther away, over the phone maybe, or in space, because the conversation has an energetic quality. I know some people are scared off by the mention of “energy,” but we are all energy, everything possesses energy. So it really isn’t frightening. It might seem frightening to imagine someone tinkering around with your energy.

But that’s not what I’m talking about. It’s the energy of the conversation that can remain alive without the physical touch, without any force or intrusion into the person or animal’s consciousness. I can work with the body without the body being anywhere nearby. It’s a part of Ortho-Bionomy and it is only done with consent of the individual.

There is a collective consciousness right now that has everyone on edge, trying to find balance but getting knocked off balance daily, in some cases hourly, by some new grisly news report. Is that collective consciousness something you can see or is it something you feel? Think about it. It’s all energetic, rippling through the global community.

Horses have a herd mentality. Part of that is communicating without touching – flattening their ears or moving toward another horse  across the pasture to get them to move, just twitching an ear in some cases. I only wish I had ears that talented. They also communicate with other species like birds. They can keep each other healthy and safe by moving the least among them. Their finely tuned energetic sense of what they need to have happen means everything.

Before the pandemic took such a tight hold of us, (just a couple of weeks ago, perhaps?) I did an Energetic Healing Communication session with a dog who was limping. She had been expecting the session. The owner asked that I take her own injured finger into consideration too if I had time. I worked with the areas the owner had said she felt the dog needed work. I felt the session was very concrete, meaning very mechanical for her, but that was what she was asking for. She even became impatient with me at times.

Then she said: “guarding causes you to lock out, then fear, then lose the ability to take in good things.”

This was very huge, not only for the dog but for the owner, and for me. We are all guarded right now. We have to be but we will be wise to remember what that does to our nervous system. It makes us less able to notice or receive good things.

And then, the dog wove her owner’s physical injury into her own healing. I worked with the area between the nails of the paws. The owner reported her finger feeling 75% better. The dog ended her session on her own, satisfied, and went to lie down and rest.

That will probably never happen again in exactly that way or even close to it. That is the beauty of Ortho-Bionomy bodywork. It is special, it is for you personally, or for you and your dog or horse or cat and it is tailored to your needs. It is not a panacea, a pill or a blanket solution.

So, while this may sound farfetched to some and right at home to others, I will leave you with this: we need communication. We need the conversation, and if it isn’t physical, then energetic. We communicate in some different ways than horses or dogs. We have the higher intellect, or so I’m told.

Yet, we aren’t as good at taking care of ourselves energetically as animals are. We have to be conscious of making sure to keep ourselves open to good things, like the wise dog said, while we are in these oppressive times.

So reach out and don’t touch someone, but do  – energetically – across time and hold space for them and their healing. In that small way, I hope we can make a significant difference.

P.S. You may touch your horse, dog or cat!

 

Winter Walking with Sabio

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We walk down the road, vehicle tracks as rigid deep veins in the frozen mud, sheets of ice glistening in the pale winter sun. It’s treacherous footing but we have to get out.

Our usual stop is to visit two young mares in a pasture, who are always excited to see another horse coming down the road. Today, Sabio stops and looks at them, but he doesn’t ask to go over and visit. Often he has gone over and sniffed noses and taken in their muzzles exploring his face and neck as though it was a special treat. But today, he looked and he decided he wanted to continue walking with me and didn’t give them a backward glance.

This demonstrated to me that he had gotten accustomed to their presence and that he was perfectly happy walking with me. At that point he made that decision not to visit with them, I felt a deep connection come from him, him matching my stride, us walking together. I often feel this with him while in the saddle too, but when I am on the ground next to him, I’m then like another horse. Horses walk side by side, they walk one behind the other. There is a rhythm to this, different from the rhythm of us being on their backs. I want all those rhythms. I want to feel all of it.

The other part of the walk is observing together. If he takes an interest in the mares, so do I. If he takes interest in some far off call of a coyote, I turn my head in the same direction. I often can’t hear and see what he has going on in his world, but it doesn’t matter. I want to know. I want to be more horse than I am. I want the senses he was born with, the broader knowledge of his world. He is my entry into that world, whether I will ever hear or see what he can or not.

Winter can be bleak here in the Southwest, with snow blowing across frozen stalks of wild grasses, tree trunks gone rigid and cracking from the cold. Once when it was warmer, a dust devil lifted dried horse poop into a swirl and hit me full in the face. It is not a romantic setting, yet there is something wild and beautiful about it all. It is a time for hibernation and yet I’m out here in the muck and cold walking a horse before the sun disappears.

We share this with the crows cawing, lighting on clawlike branches and taking flight when we come near. We share it with the coyotes who are the same color as the land and sunlight, fleets of yellow-brown fur hunkering low to the ground at a trot in hopes of not being noticed, stealthy, cunning.

On the way back, I tossed the leadrope over his back to see what he would do. He grazed on what was available, finds something tasty hidden under the snow; sticks with me. At times I led the way, other times he moved ahead, just as though we were two horses exploring. The only difference is I’m a human. He has the ability to move away and come back but I don’t really feel him leave. He looks at me, wants to know which direction at times, or even suggest a direction. Occasionally, I point or lead the way.

I feel his connection without the leadrope, with only his attention moving between his curiosity and staying close, a leadrope tethered to my heart, not my hand.