Donna...the Transformational Life Coach - and what the heck is reunion energy healing anyway?

Hola!
Here I go again, pouring my heart out on the computer screen.

I have had 3 energy healing sessions with Donna and its always amazing, right on the money and very peaceful. If you are wondering what this is all about here is a summary of my last session with Donna using reunion energy healing.

My issue: a permanent lump in my throat, it has been there for years and it drives me nuts, its stuck qi (or energy) and I want it OUT

Here is what Donna discovered through the healing... the stuff in italics is my 2 cents. 

• Dimension: where my issue is located is in my 3rd Chakra, the throat and that "Love as a presence, your trust in the Divine is a supporting radiance in every situation" - basically I am not trusting God to get me through all of this crap I am going through.
• This is "affecting my Charisma as an unwitting loss of gratitude and joy, this loss of joy has been graying your charismatic presence in the world." - Ugh...grey charisma, that is not pretty, loss of joy and gratitude...sounds about right even though I am fighting to hang on to the light.
• Kundalini: (interesting that my healing went to a yogic term...the universe knows my language) I am in a boxed in place that has confused my ability to nourish, fulfill and feed myself. TRUE DAT! At this point in the healing Donna started to feel a boxed in feeling in her throat, which is exactly what I feel all the time. This may sound woo woo crazy, but the way I look at it is energy is energy, it can not be destroyed so as I am trying to get rid of it I transfered some of it to her. Another way of looking at it is "releasing the flies" as my massage therapist friend calls it, just like in The Green Mile when John Coffey heals somebody then coughs up flies. 
• Nourishment: I need to be supported by my inner resource (aka GOD)
• Resource: my inner strength and the urge for a grander and more potent life has been leaking away :( 
• Territory: losing faith, losing instinctive understanding...yes, that too as much as I hate to admit it, but the darkness I am in is blinding
• Implant: on my tongue (makes sense since this is manifesting in my throat), this denies me the heart energies that enable me to manifest in the material world. At this point we do some visualization exercises that help me release some of the pressure in my throat
• Reunion: A failure of heart and profound sense of struggle is trying to resolve, but its being jammed in some way.
• Complete resolution requires the courage to awaken from this implanted trance that hoods my existence. (hoods is a nice way to put it, some days I feel trapped under a house a la Wizard of Oz)
• Trance: feeling wrong, limited, sad, condemned, manipulated or distracted by others - shielded from the WONDER of LIFES INFINITE POSSIBILITIES - I can not tell you how true this is in my life. I KNOW there is more, but I feel stuck. So how the heck to I get out of this "trance" ???
• Now for the good part... Abilities & Blessing: Being in the flow, restating your true purpose and happily gliding toward their accomplishments. As your higher self, be aware that you are opening your heart to your loving and courageous artistry. So the way I get out of this trance of grey, trapped, boxed in limited thinking and doing is to rest in the Divine flow of the Universe and opening my heart to the possibilities of an amazing life.

So, is the lump in my throat gone? No. It was for about a day and then it came back. The work is up to me. I need to trust that God will get me through all of this, open my heart and get in the flow. Its time for me to get off the bank of the river of life and jump in. I am aware this is going to take time. Three years of fear, sadness and helplessness has beaten me up. Now my sister is gone and it sucks. I don't have to worry about her dying anymore, that part is over. I miss her and I just want her back. I need to have the courage to jump in the flow of life without her.  I don't want to. So this work is up to me and God will be my guide... listening to my heart and having the courage to follow it.

I hate my butt

I hate my butt, I hate my arms, I hate my legs, I hate my pinky finger...the list goes on and on, and its silly. My butt allows me to walk, my legs keep me standing, my pinky finger can reach small things that other digits can't. 

As a yoga teacher I hear all kinds of body image issues. When will this madness stop???? Last night while I was teaching a private lesson, I had a long time student sheepishly tell me that she did not understand what I meant when I said "tuck your hips/butt/booty/tailbone" under. OK - so I will show you - stand in the mirror, put your hands on your hips and tilt the pelvis back and forth.

She could not do it.
Why? Its because she admitted that she hated her small tushy and that she is so used to sticking it out that she could not tuck under. First I told her that this is a samskara, or an habit that is so stuck we are going to have to work on getting it out of her system. Then I coached her through tucking her butt under and she said "This feels great!!" Yea! A long spine, not a crunched up, unhappy lumbar and SI Joint. Whooo hoooo! Freeeeeedom on more than one level! That is why I love yoga. Love love love yoga.
Her lack of booty love is not only a self esteem issue (I also told her that I would happily give her some of my booty, so I need to work on this as well) her negative body image was also hurting her in almost every pose she was practicing in class. She thought that the pain was because she was "old" and "it was just too late for her to be pain free" and "she would never look like taller people in class."

Oy! Yoga is not a competitive sport. The competition is in your head. You are battling yourself here. Your EGO tries to stay in control. And do not be fooled, the ego is not just the voice in  your head that tells you that you are better than so and so, but its also the nasty voice that tells you "don't tuck your butt under, everyone will see that you don't have a banging booty."

At the end of this class, she said that she felt better than ever before at the end of class. The pressure is off and she can now start really tasting the freedom of yoga.

Birthdays, Milestones and New Year

I love the new year. It just feels like everybody gets a fresh start. As a bonus, I get to celebrate my birthday 8 days into the year. I do not like making "resolutions" because they really do not work. I do, however, like to take this opportunity to improve myself and take stock in mistakes, learn from them, and move on. This year, I am taking the bull by the horns. This is not somebody else's life that I am living, its MINE. God gave it to me to live, and live big. He promises us an abundant life, this may not mean financially abundant...which is what most of us think about when we read this...but I think it just means that if we use our natural talents that God gave us, give thanks, be humble, and work hard, we will have an abundant life. Just look around you! Look outside! Its a frozen tundra in Georgia this morning, but the birds are making the most of it. The love it. I have seen blue birds, blue jays and mocking birds singing, finding food and using their natural talents to bring a smile to my frozen face. These little birdies are also happy with what they have. I did not hear them complaining, unionizing or going on strike against mother nature because their nests were covered in ice. They just got up, sang their songs, ate breakfast and are now going on about their day.

This is where I am at. I am going to be getting up, using my natural talents to bring a smile to someone else's face and giving thanks for what I have. That is my "resolution" for my 35th year on this planet. It is time for new beginnings and fresh starts. Happy birthday to me (and Elvis!)

Namaste,
H

New Beginnings

hello...welcome to my new world

today is the beginning of the end - and a start to a new chapter in our lives

tonight will be the last night in the place we have called home for the past 3.5 years. we moved here with high hopes and lofty expectations and this blog will be a diary of the fall from those expectations, simplifying our life, getting back to what really matters and the drama of it all.

we moved into a 3200 sq foot house - when I say we...I mean me, my hubby, 2 dogs and a cat. RIP Rodman - that is another story for another day...but anyway...my point is 3200 sq feet and 2 people - 4 bedrooms, 3 bathrooms, dining room, office, huge awesome (waaah!) kitchen, breakfast area, living room, and a foyer that is more like a lobby - 2 story living room that sucks all the life out of our AC unit...metal balusters, silestone counter tops etc...we have (for one more day) a beautiful, non functional beast of a house...and along with it a payment that was outrageous.  When we moved in here we were both selling real estate at a pretty good clip, then the market started to slow down, our payment went up by $400 a month due to a miscalculation in our taxes and then the market started is eternal nose dive. 

Poor me, right? No...this is NOT a sob story. This is a story of how pride becomes before the fall, how we managed to keep from drowning in self pity and through it all we are rebuilding our lives and truly happy about it. Am I scared? Not really - I do have some concerns, like where are we going to move for starters...for now my sister (who is recovering from a bout of the worst cancer on the planet, also another story,  www.haileyandheather.blogspot.com for last years drama) is letting us live in her basement for a bit - there will be 4 adults, one 6.5 year old girl, 4 dogs and 1 cat...in a 4 bedroom 3 bath house - but its only about 2000 sq feet - so this should be fun! LOL

I am also concerned about....well...nothing really! That may change, but that is one of my philosophies, the only constant in life if change; change, fear and love...

So tomorrow is the 4th of July and I will be celebrating the Independence of our beautiful country and my own personal independence from the bonds of society's norm...its time to do my own thing, my way.