I’m back to my blog, finally. It’s taken me a bit after the death of my father (here is a nice obit). I am better now, more rested, and more at ease with my emotions.
It took two things.
Over the past month I have journaled extensively about the experience, and, lo, a short prose poem that poured out of me one morning was accepted last Friday for publication in June. More about that later when I get formal notification, but I’m very excited this one got picked up.
Also, I went to see my chiropractor and acupuncturist last week. I’ve written about Daniel before; for me he is a miracle worker. Anyway, I told him about my dad’s death and he agreed that losing parents is a hard marker in life. We feel older and more mortal, the new gatekeepers of death. I expressed my anguish over the experience and he looked me straight in the eye and asked, “Do you want to let go?”
Then he touched a finger into outer aspect of my lower bicep, about four inches above my elbow, and said, “This is the point of letting go.” I lay on his chiropractic table, and after he finished adjusting my neck and shoulder, he needled me in that very spot (along with several other sites). I rested there for maybe 45 minutes with those fine needles wobbling with any movement, but I felt at ease for the first time in months.
The relief was almost instantaneous. When I got up I was aware that I could think about the issues surrounding my father’s death and no longer become overwhelmed by emotions, and I can now let feelings come and go like we breathe, effortlessly and without clinging to good feelings or bad. I needed so badly to let go, but I was grateful that he asked if I was ready.
I have been fortunate to have Daniel in my life, but as my daughter said, “Don’t you think those people appear in your life when and where you need them?” Could be. I used to have a wonderful massage therapist back in Oregon when I was going through a lot of stress about 25 years ago.
To augment the acupuncture I have continued to put finger pressure on those points above my elbow, and they are tender to touch. How interesting is our body and our reactions to stress. How amazing that we can heal ourselves without drugs or psychotherapy. Our bodies want to be well; we just have to give them a chance.
I have also been listening to a wonderful meditation from Meditation Oasis podcasts called, not surprisingly, letting go. Those tapes are wonderful and very restorative. They also have ones for stimulating creativity, grounding, and many others. Love them.