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If you are on the F&F distribution list, the following note was emailed to everyone today... If you're just following the daily blog entries, the following is a somewhat summary of the entries over the past seven days. The individual daily entries may contain more details, and they may not. At this point, it's all lost in spacetime and is happily revolving...
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During the 2nd week of treatments, we (the team and I) covered a lot of ground and unearthed a host of issues. Last Sunday turned out to be the best day I've had since I've been here. I slept well on Sat night and spent Sunday virtually symptom free--I ate, went for a walk in the sun, went into town, exercised, etc. It was a day that I felt "normal" for a change.

Monday's session was a lot less kinetic than what we did the previous week. Quieter and somehow deeper, or so it seemed. It was with Chris, who gave me two sessions in the previous week. He concentrated on my left leg. Wednesday's treatment was a bit more interactive. It was with Janice, the woman who developed the program.

We spent two hours of her working on my right leg and asking me a flood of questions. The three major questions she asked were--What do I plan to do with my life? Do I have a solid connection to a higher power? Do I want to be a poster person for the illness. I came away somewhat in shock. Because my answers were-- No idea! No solid connection! No way do I want to end up as the poster person!

Thursday, I had the luxury of being alone for most of the day and evening. So I got a chance to ponder those questions and my answers. I also went for a walk, did some workout on the cardio machine, prayed, did some yoga, talked with my body, rested, drove my truck, went into town, and a whole lot more. I made a decision to start driving myself to the treatments, which I did on Friday.

Friday, I left the house around 10:30am and came back around 6pm. A lot of first steps--driving myself to sessions, hanging out between sessions in town, had a sandwich at a deli (first meal away from house since I've been here), also went shopping (bought some trail mix at Trader Joe's), and made it to and through the two sessions.

Morning session involved moving a lot of energy around in my body. Second session involved digging through my jumbled thought forms around the issues of what am I doing with my life and connection to a higher power. On Thursday, I had resolved that I would begin praying for guidance and healing energy. In Friday's 2nd session, I added a request for strength and courage, surrender, and a request for persistence in getting guidance.

As for my life's plan--it comes back to writing, to being a writer and having what I write be of value to others. Much better than, "no idea!" don't you think? Rebecca, the practitioner in the 2nd session on Friday, reminded me of the book "The War of Art" and suggested that I reread it. Laura, in her session, suggested I view the movie "Raising Ned Devine." Both great suggestions. Rebecca also suggested that I begin writing--begin doing the things a writer does--like write.

I have been touched by the team members dedication and level of support and feedback. They are masters of the "moment" and with dealing with what's going on with me right now. Truly skilled and healing humans.

I slept well last night. The tremor is relatively quiet today. My anxiety overlays are going away and letting the symptoms be. I am grateful for the help I've had this week, both directly and remotely. It has made a huge difference in what I've been able to do, hear, and notice. I'm happy to be mobile once again--feels good to not have to impose on others and to move away from the invalid images and associations.

[Added note--notice how the word invalid as a noun means a person who is ill, as an adjective means not valid? Both apply in this situation!]

Spent several hours today with my daughter. First time I've seen her in over a month--seems like it's been longer... Got sad news that my friend P has wrecked her lovely car... Fortunately, she was unhurt as were people in the other vehicle, but I know how much she likes that silver bullet.

Looking forward to a gentle evening and a fulfilling Sunday. Then, it's on to the 3rd week's sessions and more unraveling of the tangled Qi. Blessings and joy to everyone...