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Shifting and Moving

A short time ago I ran across the email of one of my shaman friends. Shortly after I had the most bizarre dream that she was in. I was at a mansion belonging to a secret society. I was looking for healing. I was with my ex. One of my old friends helped me get by the crazy lever/sliding door booby-trap contraption on some stairs. I was in an old Victorian costume disguise, needing to get past some stuffy old secret society men undetected. Then I ran into an intuitive who said that my ex and I were going to get married. I must have been back in time in the dream, because I had knowledge of the future and I thought in my head- no, we are not going to get married, we aren’t going to make it. But I had to keep quiet about it, because it was private information from the future.

Then I ran into Maggie. She put her fingers into my head and as a healing maneuver she crunched some superfluous bones in my jaw. I was spitting out the nasty bone pieces for the rest of the dream. I was grateful.

I emailed her about it. This is what she said:

> Aloha again Lois,
>
> Well all I feel is that type of healing is very much what we do ‘energetically’.
> Bones cary so much mana (powerful energy). If they didn’t belong in your jaw, they were no
> longer serving you & I did whatever I did so you can be free that is a great thing.
> What is going on for you? Anything with your jaw…mouth…speaking your
> truth…etc?
> Hugs
> Maggie

That place in my head from where she released the extra bones was the same as when a couple of weeks ago my yoga teacher put her thumbs in my ears, told me to release and helped me turn my head better in triangle pose. It had felt wonderful. My yoga teacher is also someone I see for therapy- I have been working on healing that gut of mine. This lady has encouraged me to change my living situation. (Living with my housemate has been super stressful in terms of some economic difficulties.) So, just recently, some more difficulties arose and I told my housemate she needed to move out.

It was a situation I had been tip-toeing around with, not wanting to not shake things up too much. But it came down to me needing to not only speak my truth, but to accept something that had been coming, sooner than I thought it would come, and act on it when the time came. The living situation was no longer serving either of us, and it was time to speak my truth and change it up for the sake of better holistic health. The same thing had happened with my ex, interestingly enough he was in my dream.

I am feeling free!

I have taken some medication because of continued gut-aches, and I finally have some complete relief. I had checked in with my conventional doctor, and he said it didn’t sound serious or like anything to worry about. Whatever it is that I’m doing, seems to be progressing along quite well. The NMT is working, not overnight, but all the work I’ve been doing outside of conventional medecine is working!

Things are definitely changing. Life metamorphosizing. I feel positive about it all. I am moving into a cheaper place with a yard, and space for me and my kitties that I can afford. I am renting my house out. I have put it out there: I would like to manifest some responsible, reliable, respectful tennant(s). And I am moving in with my love and partner!

Dreams, Events, Health, Yoga | 6.07.2008 23:53 | No Comments

Turtledove Yoga Live On-line!

My business’s website is now up! Check it out by clicking on the Stretch Yourself Happy link up top or by visiting www.stretchyourselfhappy.com.

Let me know what you think!

Yoga | 13.04.2008 19:48 | 1 Comment

Yoga It Out

I have been doing a lot of reading and sitting at tables and desks doing school-work, listening to lectures, stressing, and smoking cigarettes these last couple of months. Coupled with less yoga, my body went into shock. I got a crick in the neck last week, my weird shoulder got all shaky, and the torsion in my pelvis (a common misalignment) was much worse. That’s from crossing my legs in the Western way at the ole desk. I regressed into pretty bad shape pretty fast.

So Friday I re-quit smoking. I took a new pack to the full moon bonfire, and smoked the heck out of ‘em. More often than I’d put one between my lips, I’d toss a few into the fire. By the time I put the last glowing embers out with the hose, I was spent, and the cigarettes were gone. Not to want any more ever again.

ySunday I managed to sit through trying to read a scholarly article without escaping to tobacco. I sat until I couldn’t sit any more, and then I couldn’t not do some yoga.

My right side taught my left side so much. I ironed out so many differences from side to side. I really got to know what was going on with my left hip, and noticed how much more I had to work my left abductor, which kind of forgets to do anything. My pelvis laboriously rotated to alignment in the poses.

I worked it. In all different kinds of poses. My left shoulder is a whole other story. But I talked to it too, coaxed it to more normalcy, and meanwhile adjusted vertebrae in my upper back. Funny how it’s all one thing. I found new space in restorational inversions and backbends, I put all the information my mentor gave me in the tiny class of two I was in on Friday to poignant use.

fThree hours later, I was in heaven. I went straight to bed, my lower back glowing with a radiating warmth. Thank god for yoga, counterforce to sad, painful slumping. Unfortunately I have to go hit the books now, and my sacroiliac is complaining already, struggling to hold on to it’s adjustment from last night. The body wants it, it yearns for healing.

Yoga | 9.10.2006 11:09 | No Comments

The Fruit of August

pI know myself better and better these days. I know how to work with myself. I take things off my mind and place them in a little pocket on my heart. I know that place of contentment within, and the path that leads there. I have everything I need deep down inside.

I invite energy to rise from the base of my spine into my heart center. I allow the energy from my mind to descend into the well of my heart. Without suppressing anything, I wash away all of the distractions. I collect energy. Quiet, quiet, all is well. My beating heart, the golden shimmer of the black behind my eyelids…

Love, Yoga | 6.08.2006 15:26 | No Comments

My Breath

wAs I exhale, take me down, down, down. I sink lower and lower beneath shades of blue and green shimmering wavelets, it becomes cooler and darker, I hear removed sounds of bubbles rushing under water, getting farther, and farther away. There’s no more air, I listen to my heart-beat, one, two, three, and I die. I am gone.

sAs I inhale, take me higher, and higher. I am floating upwards in open air, expanding in lightness, it is bright, brighter and brighter, I am light, lighter and lighter. My spirit blossoms, I unfold, I radiate, I am here.

Yoga | 24.07.2006 23:32 | No Comments