One of my friends calls me an “aliveness blogger.” I like that a lot. I’d like this blog to be a resource in offering information and inspiration to help people live healthier and more authentic lives that overflow with well-being. And here’s my story to back it up.
For years I worked in office jobs. In my free time, I practiced yoga. I meditated. I danced. I learned how to eat more healthfully. I saw healers of various kinds. I worked on healing myself, from past trauma, unhealthy habits and relationships, ignorance, sedentary work, the culture’s excesses and demands, my own monkey mind.
Deep down inside, I was not well.
One day, it became clear that I’d had enough of the office lifestyle. I saw colleagues who were good people, also doing the best they could, but whose hearts, minds, bodies, and spirits were not that well. Those who knew it felt stuck making a sacrifice in their freedom and well-being for a mortgage, health insurance, financial security, their children, their self-image as achievers. Many didn’t know it and didn’t seem to question the price they were paying.
I did, especially after several people I worked with died. It sure looked to me like stress had something to do with it.
I also happened to know people (mostly in the ecstatic dance community) who didn’t do office work, who radiated health, well-being, and happiness, who felt alive and free, loved and loving, living mindful lives of contribution, and I wanted my life to be more like that.
My child was grown. My house had appreciated in value. I was ready (overdue) for a major change. I gave notice at my job 17 months short of retirement, sold my house, bought an awesome vintage trailer, remodeled it, and moved in.
After being accepted into acupuncture school, I instead decided to become a licensed massage therapist after a friend who was a gifted healer asked me to work on him. He told me afterward that I needed to get a license to touch people with my hands.
I tried on the belief that I was a hands-on healer and liked how it felt, even though it felt bigger than I customarily saw myself. It felt like a blessed calling and also one that I would constantly grow in. I knew that I had nurtured the healing ability within me that steered me to make healthier choices. I knew that gifted healers had often healed themselves first and somehow were able to transmit their healing energies to move others toward greater health.
I made the leap, and here I am, learning every day. I provide massage and bodywork and other interesting activities (peripheral walking, yoga coaching, wellness coaching) at The Well: bodywork & changework, my downtown Austin, Texas, studio.
Sixty to 90 percent of doctor visits are attributed to stress-related illnesses and symptoms (Humana, 2009). I don’t know why more is not being done in our culture about addressing stress as the root of illness and dis-ease. (Actually, I do speculate about why, and it’s about our culture treating capitalism like a religion, and the health care industry turning a blind eye to its impact on human lives.)
It appears to me that since business, government, health care institutions, the media, schools and universities, churches, and most parents aren’t adequately addressing the amount of stress most Americans live with and the cost to individuals, families, and society, it’s pretty much up to each person and family to understand the connection between their decisions and their well-being and to adjust their lives accordingly.
What kind of life do you want? Who can guide you on your path to wellness?
I’ve learned some important components of healing first-hand: for instance, that trauma is stored in the body, that the food we eat literally provides the building blocks for our bodies and greatly influences our health, that stress can affect our genes, that energy flows through our bodies and can experience blockages, that our beliefs are powerful in shaping our lives, that healing is a never-ending journey with many decision points, that my mind is unruly but meditation is a good practice anyway, and that Mystery and Love are always present in healing.
I live frugally in a vintage Spartan Carousel trailer in Manchaca, Texas, a quiet village just south of Austin.
I eat a Weston A Price Foundation/Paleo diet, work with a nutritionist, and am fascinated by the new research being published about the gut microbiome’s influence on health.
I love the sky and trees (I planted ten in the past 3 years) and wish to share that I am continually amazed at the astonishing miracle of our planet’s blue sky and clouds and the star-spangled night sky, how day and night chase each other, the phases of the moon, continents, rivers, seas, and seasons.
I wish I was taller. I wish my gray hair would turn white (it’s been graying since I was 19!). I dislike loud noises, fear sudden bad news, and appreciate wholeness, authenticity, health. I have close to perfect pitch. I am a social creature who appreciates some solitude daily. I’m happily single but would definitely make time for a male companion who matches me well.
MBTI type: INFJ.
Enneagram: I’m a Five (curious investigator) with Four (artistic) and Six (scientific) wings. I go to Seven (the magic child) in stress and to Eight (the embodied challenger) in security.
Sun: Aquarius. Moon: Scorpio. Ascendant: Virgo.
Life purpose: being of service (from Lifeprints: Deciphering Your Life Purpose Through Your Fingerprints)
One of seven billion plus human beings on Planet Earth.
Unfaithful to my sorrows.
JUST ANOTHER VERSION OF YOU.
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