In the center is the canyon leading up to Taos Ski Valley
“Instead of shunning the darkness, we can face straight into it with an open mind. When we do that, the unknown changes. Fearful things become understandable and a truth is suggested: the enigmatic presence of the human mind winks back from the dark.” ~ Whitley Streiber, Communion
“Mandy had the odd thought that one could look on the fairy as a species that had developed a technology of the spiritual world, just as man has developed one of the physical.” ~ Whitley Streiber, Cat Magic
“The mystical life is the center of all that I do and all that I think and all that I write.” ~ William Butler Yeats
This day began with something I usually find humorous. But not today. I’m talking about waking up. I almost always wake up to aches and pains, when I first move to get out of bed, and there is usually a good chuckle involved, along with a mysterious look from the cat. Friggin cats. This morning’s difference was when I first moved a spontaneous low-grade shout emerged, followed by a distressed OMG. It hurt like the dickens, and continued to do so, even worse, perhaps, as I climbed out of bed. It was easy to pinpoint the cause. It was the massage yesterday afternoon, late. I have, to date, always had the massage in the early morning, or midday. Having it so soon before bedtime was a different story. The masseuse and I had a truly lovely conversation while she worked, so much so that, besides the truly painful spots, I didn’t really vibe in to the work being done; I simply enjoyed the experience and the conversation. I have a shortage of good conversation in my life. I’ll admit it. She and I have a nice harmonic resonance, which makes chatting go a bit further than mere chit chat (What does ‘chit’ mean anyway?). When it was over, as I climbed down from the table, I could feel the same pains that smacked me this morning, only to a lesser degree. I had told her that it was an excellent session, because it was indeed more effective than usual. So there ya have it. A lot of toxins were set free, and I likely did not drink enough water before going to sleep. Also, the various forms of protective tensions usually found were released to a greater degree than usual. I’ve had a lot of trauma to my upper torso, most all of it from bicycle crashes, and the main trauma was from the fall that nearly killed me, back in ’84. That’s the one that snapped my head back, created the slipped disc, and gave birth to the PTSD that hounds me daily – every friggin day, 24/7. So, much looser than usual, I could feel the painful residue in my slightly twisted bones and joints to a much greater degree, especially my neck and the supporting muscles. This neck got seriously bent out of shape and never went back. Ouch. Poor me, right? Right. Well, 600 mg of ibuprofen has made it all significantly less severe. That and two cups of Starbucks Italian Roast. I should mention that the channels of energy flow in my body were also opened up better than usual, so the resulting heighten awareness made me more sensitive to the pain. It sucks, but it was well worth it. Now, I am not going to go into details about the spiritual aspects of the session, other than to say that when I get a massage I call my spirit guide, the goddess, to come help me rise to the level of consciousness that permits the higher levels of healing to occur. There’s no way around it. In such healing the only way out of the fields and lumps of trauma is to come back out the same way you went in. There is no avoiding the pain, nor would I want to. So, in moving forward here I am going to talk about the weather, k? After so many weeks of drought conditions it looks like a true Winter storm is looming, and like totally welcome, dude. It will move in tomorrow evening, and will bring some significant snow, all day Sunday. Sunday is one of my days off, and I always relish a good storm on my days of rest. But since it is coming I should go out for a long drive, before the storm comes, to give my car a workout, to loosen it up like the massage did for me. Soooo, that is exactly what I am going to do. I need it, all loosened up like this. Even my mind got loosened up, by the conversation. There is a lot of available healing energy to be had right now. It is also coming up, quite soon, on the anniversary of the big bicycle accident. It’s going to be a fascinating few weeks to come. I will enjoy it, aches and pains and all.
Peace out, y’all. Goof gloriously.