The storm hit but there was no thunder. News reports said it was the biggest downfall of the decade. The way the media talked about it made me think the rain was biblical and the floods to come were groundwork for some divine message. That’s how I read it, at least. I was sure Moses would descend from Mount Tamalpais with a tablet in either hand and have amended the commandments. Not that they were out dated. I mean they ARE but they’re solid instructions on decency that require zero religious zeal to devote to entirely. Thou shalt not kill. Thou shalt not lie.
“What we are is made up of what we have been; and what we have been also shapes the future, without definitely giving line and substance to every thought and action. The present is a movement of the past to the future.” J. Krishnamurti
I often start any class or talk I'm leading by asking the group what it means to be a healer. Ultimately, my goal is to articulate the difference between providing a service and providing a space. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve received push-back on asking those around me to identify as a healer. Denmo I’m not a healer, I’m a helper. I’m an artist, a therapist, a coach, a dancer. My work may be healing but I am not a healer.
If you’ve been feeling waves of anxiety, fear, stress, or depression because of the political climate today, you are not alone. We may be experiencing collective trauma, defined as a shared experience of anxiety in response to sudden or ongoing events that threaten our basic sense of belonging in society.
So what now? Amidst so much uncertainty, how we will move forward? What can I do? I mean, is this really happening?
It’s been one week since Pasara’s death and I’m still grieving. She was an incredible human and talented esthetician who graced us with her presence at Earthbody.
As a way to move through all the feelings that have come up, I wanted to share some thoughts on how she has touched my life.
I met Pasara at a conference I was speaking at in San Jose. In my talk, I spoke about the role of the healer and choosing work you love, about how you could be stuck in a restaurant job for years and suddenly wake up to realize that this isn’t the life you want, and how to recognize the wake up call of your own life.
Actually, this one is true. To some extent. Once married you are expected to let your beloved know a few basics. Like, for instance, if you’re going to be late, you need to call, or if you need to head out of town for a few days, you need to plan, or if you accidentally made out with someone at a party (and that’s not how you two roll), it might be a good idea to have a chat. You don’t get to do whatever the hell you want whenever the hell you want. So yeah, you lose some independence, but only a certain kind—the kind of independence where you’re let off the hook and released from accountability. That, my friend, is gone. But independence within marriage is not only possible, but absolutely necessary to the well being of the newly established us.