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I love what I do. It is my life's work and I am deeply honored to have the ability to share my gifts with you in the knowingness that you will find the shift and balance you are seeking. I am a Seattle and Bellingham Acupuncturist, that is true. But I am not limited by my title. What I offer is the opportunity to step into everything you always knew you were, root that knowingness deep inside your self, and then continue in life, building enthusiasm in an entirely different way. That may take one visit. That may take twelve over a year or two. We can't know that until we begin the work. Please feel free to read through my offerings and decide if this is the deep work you have been looking for.
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 Elisha F. Weinberg ~ (360) 594.7501

A parable about the shiftiness of moods….stress versus joy

admin May 15, 2013
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Let’s say there is this thing that’s weighing this girl down.  I mean it’s heaviness seeps through every ounce of her being.  Let’s say that this “thing” let’s call it booboo…permeates her thoughts and breath and sleep and eventually the stress of booboo starts to get into her cells and muscles and fibers and even her smile is weighed down with it’s disruptive nature.

And she goes about her life, trying not to think about booboo, but booboo shows up everywhere…in every situation…and try as she might to get above it, it stains her.

Things are looking kinda bleak for this girl, aren’t they?  The light at the end of tunnel doesn’t even matter because the girl can’t see past today, and tomorrow, and next week….and what’s past that is just too far away to give a shit about.

So then, one day, this girl wakes up and walks out into the kitchen and this piece of paper says that booboo is gone.  She looks around and takes a breath, and after a few tries she realizes it’s true.  It’s gone.  That energy that had settled over her completely and fully was just, gone.  And that light at the end of tunnel was within arms reach.  She could literally reach out and touch it!

And she felt the sun on her skin like she hadn’t in a long time.  And she felt her smile coming from deep inside and spring cleaning all her cells and best intentions.

She had a bounce in her step and an energy that was missing for such a long time.

And most importantly, she felt like she had so much love to give.  Everyone needed just a touch here, and a touch there.

She stayed up late basking in the new space around her.  And when she did fall asleep she slept with the peace of all that love wrapped around her instead of plagued with tossing and turning and the demons of the night.

And when she woke in the morning, the peaceful energy was still there.  She was alert and even a little giddy right out of bed.  She had herbal tea instead of the bags of caffeine that were needed before to rouse her to life.

And then, as she turned the corner, there was booboo.

Crap.

And she realized she had two choices.  She could walk right into it and take all that heaviness back.  Sink into booboo and lose that bounce in her step. Lose that confidence and love and sweetness that was oozing out of her….

Or…

She could squint her eyes and look through booboo.  She could look at it’s hurricane trying to rain down on her and see to the eye of it.

She could go into the eye and see there…amidst all the chaos, there in the middle…right there was that calm.  That fun.  That love.  That joy from yesterday.  The ease! She could use it to fuel her and make her feel whole.  She could use it to walk forward into booboo with guards in place so she could reach the center and the light at the end of the tunnel.

Which does she pick?

Which does she have the strength for?

Which direction will win?

How can we pull ourselves out of the ditch that years of heaviness created?  How can we trigger ourselves to raise our vibration and move in the direction that offers us the chance at success, and love, and light, and joy and peace?  Why would we choose differently?  And yet we do! More often then I think we even care to admit.

That heaviness seeps into our bones and holds us there….What coping mechanisms have you built for this?  And what triggers do you have to remind you to shift out of it?  How can we make ourselves want to shift when we so badly want to wallow in the murk of our stuff?

How about for you in real time?  Which situations are pulling you in two or more directions?  How many times have we followed the easier path that pulls us down, rather than believe in ourselves and our future and most importantly TRUST and move towards that?  Towards the path of peace and joy and love…versus the path of stress and anger and irritation?

I know I wish I had more success stories under my belt….how bout you? But I also know I’m going to find that key for effortless shift.  I’ll let you know when I find it.

 

 

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Flip the switch from Inaction to ACTION!

admin May 5, 2013
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How?

I’ll tell you my story and maybe it’ll fire you into your story.

I was a runner.  I loved it.  I let it define me.  Why?  Because I had never really been active in my life, and at 38–found myself craving it.  Being active I mean.  More then walking greenlake, I wanted to run it.  And then I wanted to run further and further and further.

And when I hit 8 miles, I broke.  “Everyone’s not supposed to be a distance runner,” more then one person informed me.  But my foot just gave.  And without all the bones in your feet holding together the idea of teamwork is kinda lost.

So this momentum I had finally created came to a screeching halt.  You can’t even walk around the lake when you can’t put pressure on your foot.  And every time I thought I was healed I would go out for a little run and end up back where I started, until I stopped trying.

And then 3 months later, a cyst on my ovary ruptured in a most  dramatic way…leaving me with pain for over 6 months–that extended from my pelvic cavity back to lower back.  Yoga, my oldest friend, was not even accessible to me.

I tell you this to set the magic up for you.  Don’t cry for me Argentina.  (Did you just sing that?) I tell you this because in that six months waiting for the pain in my lower abdomen and back to heal, something in me gave up.  I stopped fighting.

Did I sit with the pain and try to incorporate it into my life instead of dreading it.  You bet!  Did I breathe into and hope it would go away.  You know it!  Did I try acupuncture and Chinese Herbs?  Of course I did. Did I dig to find the emotions that created the imbalance and work to right them?  C’mon…who are you talking to?  But did I REALLY sit and listen to what my BODY needed?

So let’s flip to last Friday.  It was one of those days that was just perfect.  The right temperature.  That blue sky that just feeds our soul.  Light breeze so you don’t get too warm.

One week before that, I had a friend over and we talked very honestly about our bodies.  And our “displeasure” with them.  And we both agreed there was some block stopping us from just starting to exercise, which would make us feel a confidence that was missing in our lives.

We talked about how it was easier to dislike the way we looked and felt inside then to do anything about it.  The inertia was in favor of the negative loop of thinking and feeling.

So it’s last Friday and that conversation is in my head and Matthew and I are doing yard work when he says, “Let’s make Nachos for dinner, we need to use up that Bison.”

And I said, “No, that won’t help me feel any better about my body.”

And he said, “What would.”

And I said, “If I hiked up Alabama hill.  That would.”

“What’s stopping you?” he asked.

And I looked at him.  There was no judgement from him.  And I had my walking shoes on because I was working in the yard.  And before I could discourage myself, I tossed my gardening gloves on the ground and walked out the back gate, taking off for the hill.

This hill is a bitch.  It’s like Queen Anne hill for those who live in Seattle.  And it’s on a busy street so lots of cars.  But the kicker is, when you get to the top of the hill you see water on both sides of you.  It’s so beautiful.

I did it.  And when i got to the top…I thought my lugs were exploding into my throat.  And I didn’t know if I would ever breathe normally again.  And I had a HUGE freaking smile on my face because this is how I felt when I first started running.  And I remember how quickly it changed degree until it actually felt good!

And I took the view in and then started back down.

And the next day we went on a huge hike in the Chuckanuts that leaves me VERY sore in LOTS of places today.  So I switched to some intense gardening to round out the pain into my forearms and hands…and I can with absolute certainty say that I flipped the switch.

The moment I didn’t let my critical mind make excuses about how I need to change into shorts, or put on a sports bra, or hydrate first and then I’d have to pee….I just freaking left.  Acted from my true source that has been (if I’m honest) giving me guidance for the last four months to get out and exercise….

And how does my back feel?  Like a teenager!  Seriously.  My neck feels more relaxed.  My pain is that wonderful I worked my body hard and it’s taking it in and making it a part of me pain.  And I have a plan.

If I’m not doing anything else where I get my heart rate up 6 days a week, up Alabama hill I go!  No excuses.  And since I’m now listening to my body again, it will just happen.  I didn’t have to force myself to run every morning, and I won’t have to force myself now.  The flip is real folks.  It’s an authentic listening that can’t be ignored…if you are paying attention.

I don’t know what you need to do to flip yours, but I can say from the other side I’m wishing I had figured this out months ago.  But then again, I wouldn’t have had the experience to tell you about my AhHa so potentially you can have yours!  That’s one way to look at it, right?

I hope this helps….and I wish I could share with you how beautiful I feel from the inside out, even though my body hasn’t changed one little bit.  It turns out my feelings about my body weren’t even about my body, they were just feelings of disappointment for not USING by body.

Listen, if you are reading this still….would you mind dropping me an email, or commenting on fb…or here (though I know they make you run through a bunch of steps to leave comments on the blog) I have no idea if anyone reads these or if I’m just saving paper by journaling online.

Inquiring minds would love to know.

Well, my mind anyway.

Happy beautiful day to you….and good luck flipping your switch!

 

 

 

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For everyone for Mother’s Day!

admin May 3, 2013
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You may not know that I used to have rosacea.  It was obnoxious.  And any time I put anything on my face it burned.  Bad.

And then about 10 years ago or so I was introduced to OHA and Spirit of Beauty.  It’s made in Bellevue by the lovely Martha Buldain, and it’s organic and yummy and paraben free and uses the BEST essential oils out there.

Anyway, I still use it religiously all these years later. Organic skin care companies have come and gone, but this one healed my skin.  My face is no longer plagued with red veiny lines and I support a local mixologist of the highest caliber.

My favorite part is that Matthew (my man) always seems to be waiting outside the door when I finish up after a shower.  And as soon as I open the door he pulls me into a big hug and smells my face and says every day, “My favorite smell in the world is your face after a shower.”

It’s pretty sweet.

And I got to thinking.  Mother’s day is coming up…and we all have Mothered something or someone.  A pet, a plant, a person…whatever.  So we all deserve to treat ourselves with something crazy special this month.  And if we’re lucky, we deserve to be adored by those who are close enough to smell us.

So I called Martha…the mixologist extraordinaire.  And I told her I wanted to offer my special blog readers and fb fans and whatnot a discount so they can treat themselves to something beautiful and special and sexy for Mothers day.

She said.  You bet!  And so my sweet friends, go to OHASKIN.com, and at the checkout type in Yummy20…and take 20% of your order.  Offer good until May 12.

You will not at all be disappointed.  And if you don’t know what to buy, call them and they will walk you through what would be best for your skin.

But if you want to know what I use.  I start with the coconut cleanser which feels like rubbing the softest silk across your skin.  Then I use the sugar scrub (I just use it on my nose so it stays smooth and not icky bumpy.).  Outside the shower I use a toner, then the INC (which is this amazing oil type serum that coats the skin and makes you look years younger…scouts honor.) Then I finish with a CoQ10 cream that rocks this world.  (Of course I have a night cream as well for…well, night washings.)

If you have really damaged skin you are probably going to want to swap out the INC for IHAC which is INC’s pricier sister and affectionaty labeled by me “Liquid Gold.”  I used it for years and it is what really healed my skin.

And to top it off…Martha is all a perfumer.  Which means she is making some of the worlds only non-toxic perfumes.  She just finished and shipped to me (because she loves me) her new fragrance called Eau D’OHA.  I don’t think I will ever be without it.  For those of us that gave up the falsehood of perfume years ago (Oh, my old CK1 days…) but miss that finishing touch, this is for you!  You can once again brighten the room, but this time when people smell you they will be washing off years of synthetic smells lodged in their brain and reminding themselves what real nature smells like.  What a favor you will be doing for these yet unknown strangers!

I don’t think it’s for sale yet…but I bet if you bug her and per-order she will get it ready faster.  And trust me, you want it.

So that’s what I have to offer you all.  Men, women, children….everyone will love it.  And you are healing the Earth, and shopping locally, and getting one of the most wonderful products I have ever had the pleasure of loving.

Remember, OHASKIN.com, and coupon code is Yummy20.  (And if you buy more than $49 it ships for free!)  (Also, I just went online and they have an awesome selection of stuff special for Mother’s day already on sale…so you get extra off that and you don’t have to think about a thing!)

Enjoy sweet friends~you are just a few clicks away from feeling and smelling truly beautiful.

 

 

 

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Wilted Kale, Tuna and Rice Noodle Salad for Spring

admin April 29, 2013
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And a host of other goodies.  I haven’t shared a recipe in some time and just made this and thought of you all…

And I was wondering if you were wishing you had a perfect Spring salad to throw together and nosh away at.

I’m still chewing my last bite as I begin this post.  And I LOVED it.

I think you can kinda just use what you have in your house, though my version was awesome. And I think it was the dressing that really made it stand out…

Direct quote from Matthew, “Best Salad yet Baby.”  There you have it.

Ingredients:

4 heaping handfuls of baby kale

2 Eggs (hard boiled and peeled)

Cucumber

Can of Wild Tuna, preferably a humane kind. I’m sure I didn’t have to say that..but you never know whose reading your blog.

1 perfectly ripe tomato

1 just about ripe avocado

1 tangerine or other citrus that’s amazingly sweet

Half a bag of Rice Fettuccine noodle, or other noodle that you prefer.

Dressing:

2 1/2 TBSP Olive Oil

1 TBSP Red Wine Vinegar

3/4 TBSP Toasted Sesame Oil

Small garlic clove minced

Juice of half a lime

Salt and Pepper to taste

 

OK.  Here’s what you do.

1) Boil the eggs until hard boiled, then peel and set aside

2) Cook the rice noodles or pasta of your choice and put aside.  (I broke mine in half before cooking so they were more manageable.)

3) In a med saucepan, or fry pan wilt the Kale with Olive Oil.  We don’t want to cook it, just wilt it. Should not take more then 3 minutes.

4) Cut all your veggies the way you like them in salads…and feel free to add others, this was just what I had in the house.  I also just kinda smoosh the tuna into smaller pieces.

5) Mix all the dressing ingredients together and then whisk it up till it looks done.

6) Put everything except the eggs into a salad bowl then drizzle the dressing on top.  Toss away until everything is all friendly with each other.

7) Add Black Sesame Seeds and the eggs to the top.

Voila!

Freaking awesome Spring Salad. If you can wait for dinner, great.  Or you can just get after it right now like I did.

Yes, I’m making my paleo friendly Choc-Chip cookies for dessert.  You know me so well.

Enjoy and let me know if you come up with some variation that knocks your socks off.

Yeah!

 

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I’m a Relaxation Specialist

admin April 25, 2013
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Did you know that I am a Relaxation Specialist? Did you know that I help you relax into your deepest state of bliss and from there ask your body what it needs to be whole? What it needs to thrive? And from there…don’t you know…anything is possible.

Did you know that I see energy?  I see it everywhere but when you are on my table I see it in you.  And your energy beckons me to help you shift.  Sometimes with breath.  Sometimes with smells.  Sometimes with showing you old memories… It’s always different because you are different in every breath.

Did you you know that even hurts you can remember from childhood can be reframed?  Old injuries long forgotten that contribute to this and that can be rewoven?  Can be retold?  Did you know that your body longs for balance and if placed on a journey towards balance will skip along with childlike abandon and take you with it.

Did you know that I am a Relaxation Specialist?  It’s what I do.  I see the currents that take you deeper.  Let you fall into your joy and ruminate there.  And while you are there, swimming in the sunshine of your beauty and grace that shift happens.  And in that shift you become whole.  And when you are whole….you heal the planet and every soul on it.

Did you know that by healing yourself you were doing so much good for everyone?  Did you know that by coming inside you would effect change on such a huge playing field?

Come on in and let’s play.  You just relax, sink deeper onto the table, deeper into yourself.  And I will hold space for the rest.

Join me at my new beautiful clinic in downtown Bellingham. I’ll meet you there.

 

Part of the Fabric of Everything

admin April 22, 2013
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I was having tea with a friend yesterday and suggested that she write a free write about what it would feel like to be part of the fabric of everything.  She looked at me and said, I think you should.

Then we had a stare down.

But I thought about it all day.

Her immediate reaction was to say it would be just as she is now.  But I wish I could say the same.  There are so many ways in my life that I would shift if I REALLY believed (at all times) that I was part of the fabric of everything.

Let’s look at a few of the main “offenders” as I shall affectionately call them.

1) Traffic.

Holy hell I am not evolved sometimes in a car.

I get in a car and all of a sudden it seems the objective is to get “there.”  And my inner Steve McQueen comes out and I’m like a bat out of hell to get there.  And it’s unconscious.  This burning need to “get there” and velocity with which I do.  And here’s the worse part…if you are in my way…you are against me.

My little passive aggressive…and if I’m being honest flat out aggressive moves to pass, or get folks out of the fast lane is not in line with the lady who sits in meditation every day.  The healer of the people.

And yet…I forgot that connection…draw amnesia to it and floor it.  Get you out of my way if you’re in it.

Why?

If I’m speeding perfectly and get there 5 minutes faster…then what? Seriously…then what?

Sometimes I think it’s because I don’t like being in cars.  When I’m on a bus I’m fine.  But I haven’t really unearthed the absolute truth (what is truth) yet.

I could rail on myself about this one all day…but there are also the times I let folks in when others won’t.  I have my moments….like we all do.

2) Depression.

I spent the majority of my first 30 years in it.  And the rest of my time safeguarding against it.

And after hours and months and years of looking at it, I have my own personal brand and having deeply explored many of your layers as well…I have decided that it is a very selfish and closed off place.  It’s only about me.  About my unhappiness.  About what I’m not getting.

And yes, that makes us sad.

But if we are all interconnected in this fabric of everything….there would be a place I could more easily grab energy to boost myself.  Right?  And I have learned my mind and heart tricks to do just that…but I sure do remember when I didn’t have those techniques in place.  Them where dark times friends.

And if you even look at the way I introduced this section…the rest of my time safeguarding against it…there should be nothing to hide from…because being a part of the everything would fill up my soul and spread seeds of happiness from ear to shining ear.  Right?

Clearly I have more work to do.

3) Relationships.

How many times have not given my partner the benefit of the doubt?

How many times have I thought the absolute worst about this man that I am head over heels in love with?

How many times have I blamed him before hearing him out?  And even after, holding onto these judgements…useless beyond belief.

And why?

I’ll tell you why.  To keep myself separate and distinct.

Why?

Because under it all there is an old pattern that tells me that I’m alone.  That if I don’t do it, it won’t get done.

Why?

Because I had to figure this all out piece by piece, lesson by lesson….and there was some collateral damage along the way.

Do you feel it?  You do your meditation.  And your yoga.  And your breathing.  You get your organic food and don’t watch the news.  You garden and volunteer for arts organizations.  Help the kids.  Exercise. Talk to strangers with openness and kindness.

And yet under that there is still this old pattern running.  Maybe not even from this lifetime.  And maybe it says to run.  Maybe it says to not trust anyone.  Maybe it says you are unlovable.  Maybe it says your are invisible.

Maybe you hear it and can soothe it and bring it into your new found freedom in the fabric of everything.  Or maybe, just maybe it hooks you.  And though you breathe and bend and smile it’s still there keeping check on every thought.

And then I ask you…what does it look like to be part of the fabric of everything?

Does it look like truth?

Does it look like light?

Or does it look like shadow?

Does it look like how much more you still have to let go?

My thoughts on this have changed 20 times since it came out of my mouth yesterday morning.  And I had no idea what would come out of my fingers this morning.

Seems like a good exercise after all.

Try it:  What does your life look like if you are part of the fabric of everything?

And remember…if you can find that place that knows…that you truly truly are….that we are all connected as one and the rest is just a way for us each to experience our own unique story.  I mean…who doesn’t love a great story, right?  And if you need help remembering…I have got some healing mojo that can remind you just how special and connected you are.

Sweet…sweet….thoughts my friends….wishing you sweet thoughts!

 

 

 

 

 

What IS a soulmate?

admin April 19, 2013
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That is a f@4k of a lot of expectation to put on someone, that’s what it is.

And it seems we are all looking for ours now.

And the last time I checked there was really NO way to know for certain if this person was sent here by the spirits above to be your one and only mate for all of time.

And yet that’s what we keep waiting for.  This “soulmate” that someone like Tom Cruise so infamously said “completes us.”

Does this sound like a load of horse shit created by someone who can sell a lot of stuff by people buying into it to anyone else?

And mind you.  I’m in a really beautiful relationship…have been in many wonderful relationships in my life…but if I had to hold out hope that this one is my soul-mate…I just feel like I would be putting a question out there that can’t be answered and be totally disappointed at every turn.

Not to mention, does that mean I made mistakes all along the way with my choices?

OH, you can’t read my mind, you must not be my soul-mate.

Oh, we actually disagree about things, you must not be my soul-mate.

Oh you like to lean your head to the left when we kiss and so do I, you must not be my soul-mate.

I bring this up because someone recently asked me if my partner was my soul-mate, and I just looked at them with this face that I hope read, are you completely out of your mind right now?

I know I write a lot of woo-woo posts, and so you think I would be the first person on board with this soul-mate concept, but I have been living in this human incarnation for 40 years and let me tell you this.  Every person I come in contact with has a lesson to teach me.

Every person I enter into relationship with: Either physical or non-physical, changes me in some way.

And if that isn’t giving me a soul part…then I don’t know what is.  If that isn’t a “soul mate” then who is?

How can there be just one?

I fall in love with 30 people a day.

30!

I see someone doing something beautiful and I’m in love.

Someone can hold with me in a great round of banter and I’m in love!

Someone bakes me something…well, I mean at a store…and I buy it…and I sink into the doughy buttery-ness of it…and let me tell you, I’m in love.

Folks, Goat Butter…Seriously in love.

Trees!  LoVe!

Blooming flowers!!!!  Holy cow am I in Love!

Clearly it’s a different type of love then I share with my intimate friends.  But since I am not moved by all people, I am left to assume that the ones that move me are soul-parts, soul-mates, soul-friends.

Why would I want just one?

Doesn’t that seem at all limiting to you?

I feel better.  I think you agree.

Let me be honest.  There was a period in my life, after my divorce, where I wrote a list of EXACTLY who MY GUY was and put it on my altar.  And there it sat.  And after a date I would open it up and see if they were “my list.”  And you know what?  They weren’t.

Even if they were missing like 2 of the 50 things I would say…but I couldn’t live without someone making me laugh!

Did I give them a chance to make me laugh?  Probably not.

And when I threw my list away and dated for the sake of meeting fellow human beings looking for love…I started finding that perhaps what I thought I wanted wasn’t even true.  And that what I wanted and craved was human connection.  And even the coffee breaks with strangers filled my soul with a fullness that was SO much more then sitting and staring at my list of “who my soul mate is.”

So all this is to say.  I think that hollywood and the Secret and other folks trying to sell you a miracle cure and ageless tonics made out of snake oil…are distracting you from the truth that love is everywhere….and the more chances you take loving others and the more opportunity you give people to love you back…the closer you will find yourself with the romantic love you desire.

So perhaps stop limiting yourself to the idea of just one soulmate…and see what you catch when experiencing life to it’s fullest!  Find love in a glance, in a conversation, in goat butter.

It makes life super shiney!

From one of your soulmates…..sending you oodles and oodles of love….you had me at Hello.

 

 

 

What does it mean? Finding Beauty in Tragedy.

admin April 15, 2013
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I had my lovers stint with running for a few years until injury took me over.  Here is what I know in my heart of hearts about it.

It can inspire pure joy.

I could never run as a kid.  I grew too fast and was uncoordinated and awkward until my late 30′s.  Seriously.

But after a battle with pneumonia my Naturapath suggested I take it up to heal my lungs.  I resisted and resisted and resisted until this golden thread unwound on my doorstep and I followed it to Beth Baker.

If you need to learn something you want to learn it from someone who a) Loves it.  2) Laughs so fantastically obnoxiously from deep in their soul that even though you’re nervous and don’t want to…you laugh anyway.

The first night of my couch to 5K class with the infamous Beth Baker I ran a half mile.  It just happened.  I was talking with the guy next to me and then we were done and I had run a half mile without stopping.  I had never done that before.

Soon I ran a mile.  Without stopping.  Unheard of.  I was 38.  It was the first time in my life I had run a mile.

It would take six months, but one brisk early Spring morning with a group of ladies about to train for a half marathon I would run 3 miles.

I could see myself run walking 13, but I could never imagine that I could run 3 without stopping.

And I did.

And I acted cool…but got in my car and started crying.

I cried because I did something I didn’t know I could do.

I cried because I surprised myself because I didn’t even know how much determination and strength I had.

And I kept going.

The day I made it five miles, holy shit you should have seen the smile on my face.

And then six!  Without stopping!  You have got to be kidding me.

But then my feet started not to be happy.  And many different kinds of shoes and insoles later…my eight mile run would be my last long run.

Something in my foot just…broke.  But I finished the run…and nursed my foot back to health for almost a year.

And life has happened and running now was this thing I did.  And loved.  And found such confidence and peace in.

It was horrible at times, but I always ended the run with this flood of joy that if I could have bottled, would have made me a gazillion dollars.

And then I innocently log onto facebook and am assaluted with this tragedy.  And it keeps happening.  This senseless violence that makes no sense.

And all my running memories flood back in…strongly and vividly.  I even remember the sweet man who was always running the opposite way around the lake every morning and always had a wave and a huge smile for me.

I have to know that there is a reason somewhere…that something larger then me understands how this plot unfolds…and that my job is to try to see the bigger the picture–which is hard to do with these images in my head.

My patient who was running Boston today was already done and is safe, so at least for me that’s a positive.  But I guess what I’m left with is this.

If ever there was a sport that was a true meditation, it would be running.  If ever there was a sport that was pure, it was running.  It’s just you and your mind and your muscles and your bones and your determination.  That’s it.

And if ever there was a sport that would be able to move on from this, it would be running, because it’s in the running that we get to let go and heal ourselves in body, mind and spirit.

And I don’t know if those who are there right now can access that beautiful freedom of release right now, but I know in the deepest parts of my soul they will know it when they take their first run after all this.

And for those who were injured or heaven forbid worse, I just don’t have words.  This blogger and healer just sends her love and well wishes and all the light she can muster to those who need it.  And I hope that’s enough.

 

 

 

What’s in a Word: Relaxation

admin April 13, 2013
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I talk a lot.  Sometimes I’m funny.  Sometimes I bore myself.  Sometimes these amazing insights full of energy and purpose and connection that even surprise me just pop right out…and I’m like “Damn…where did that come from?”

But they are just words.  Like if I say blue…you see blue…but which blue?  Right?  And even if I say sky blue….unless we are deciding that Crayola had the market on what sky blue looked like and we both have a memory of making our construction paper skies that color…then we are in many cases not even in the same universe of connection.

Yes, I’m on my third cup of very black tea and hyper awake and it dawns on me that my favorite two words lately are Alchemical and Relaxation.  They are both in the same universe to me…but perhaps they mean nothing to you–

Nothing, now there’s a word I’d love to dive into…but alas, I’m trying this new thing called staying on point.  (I just erased a totally fascinating paragraph about the concept of nothing….you’re welcome.)

I bring this up because I have had numerous people tell me lately they would love to refer to me, but don’t know how to put what I do into words.  And I’m going to give this my best shot…but if you have a different experience, I would love to hear it.

Relaxation.

To me…so we are on the same page…this is absolutely essential for health and healing.

If your body finds itself in a place where it is unconditionally allowed to sink into the most deepest aspects of relaxation; where you feel safe, and supported, and nurtured and cared for…then here is what is possible.

Shift.

And here is what else is possible.

Healing.

And this too.

Bliss.

So, there are a few ways to get into deep relaxation.  I have heard that professional level skiers feel it when they are going down the mountain.  I say I have heard this because that causes extreme panic for me.  I have heard that exceptional mountain bikers feel it.  Again, for me I am waiting for when I get pitched off my bike, so it doesn’t do it.  I know that folks who meditate can get there.  (Not every time for me…I’m being honest…but it does happen.)  I think it’s possible from orgasm.  I think it’s possible while writing if that’s a passion of yours. I know it’s possible for me when I’m giving a treatment and the patient is really receiving and there is that connection of spirit that just brings us both to a deeper place of peace.

I guess there are a lot of ways, but they all seem to be while you are doing something very specific that you have mastery in…a skill that allows you to let go of everything else and just be absolutely in the moment…without thinking about money, or relationships, or your job, or your kids, or the world, or what you have done wrong or not finished or any of those things that seem to creep in and harsh our buzz.

Now.  Sometimes, life gets in the way and we have stress (shocking, I know) and then our bodies start to feel it.  Our menses change.  Our backs rear up.  Our shoulders hurt.  Our migraine’s kick in.  Insomnia.  Hair loss.  Depression.  More and different body pain.  It goes on and on and depending how long we wait to find balance…the harder it gets to find peace within ourselves.

That’s where I come in.

My specialty is in relaxation.

Above all…I can bring you into your body…down below all the surface tensions and worries…you come into yourself.  And while there, you breathe.  And while there, I do all my woo-woo shit and bring you even further inside, which consequently allows you to connect with all that is.

And while you are there, breathing into that space….you will be amazed what happens. Pains shift, change, melt.  Realizations about solutions magically float into your mind.  Sleep finds you again.

And the more you can sink into that space, the more stuff shifts and changes.

And that is what I do.  Some call that place where shift happens Alchemy.  Some call it Stillpoint.

I just say my specialty is relaxation and I focus on balancing your entire bodies energy system to allow you find that space more and more often!

Does that explain a word?  A concept?  A business?  A healing?

If you have something to add…please add it!  I would love to hear your experiences.

Any by all means…share this with those who could really use this information.  I’m sure there are others who are doing this work if you don’t live in Seattle or Bellingham…but I can say with certainty…it works.

There is no magical cure.  But if you are not able to be with yourself, everything is just a band aid.

Relaxation and full being health are just a treatment away…

 

 

The Art of Receiving

admin April 12, 2013
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We are always talking about how important it is to give.  Donate to this.  Charity work that.  But there is a population of us out there…and yes, I include myself in this group…who have no problem giving…the trick lies in receiving.

It seems hard to imagine for some of you I bet.  Receiving comes as naturally as breathing.  But for some of us there is this block that comes up.  This wall.  And I’m going to name this wall right now.

Vulnerability.

That’s the name of the wall.  Mine has a placard that I make more beautiful every year.  I shine it and embellish it and sometimes even sing to it like Lilly Tomlin sings to the birds in 9 to 5.

You see…that’s exactly it.  That deflection.  And I am really going to hold myself to staying on point in this post because I would like to reach all of those who receive AND all of those who are beginning to notice those around them who always seem to be giving, but never allowing anything in return.

I could call this a blockage of heart qi.  I could call this a problem with being fiercely independent.  But the truth is…what is truth?  But the “truth” is underneath it all.  Under the muck and guck of our beautifully maintained placards is some belief that we don’t deserve it.

And I know those of you who know me are thinking….but…Elisha doesn’t have that thought.  And I assure you…I wish that were true.  That underneath it all, when someone comes to give to me…that I wasn’t thinking…there are other people who deserve this more.

And as I write this I feel a deep sadness in myself.  Because what I KNOW in every cell of my being is how amazing it feels to give to someone who is really receiving.  I LOVE IT!  And it charges me up.  Feeling people come into deep states of relaxation, and coming back into their bodies fills up my heart qi and my spirit and helps me sleep better at night.

So this is for those of us out there who have difficulty receiving….please read that and know when someone offers and wants to give to you….it feels good to THEM!  So putting up a fight, or my personal favorite, assuming they don’t really want to give…they are just doing it because they have to….only limits the joy THEY get to receive from YOUR RECEIVING.

Do you see how it’s all connected?  If folks on my table didn’t feel good about receiving, the treatments wouldn’t feel good to me either.

So knowing this, why do I still shy away?

I was compelled to write this blog post today because next week I am receiving.  I am receiving a treatment I have actually wanted for years.  Maybe 10 years.  And I have scheduled it many times and each time, something has gone wrong and it’s been cancelled either by me or the person offering.

And this time I wanted to be in the right head space.  Clear the monsters in the closet and rattle all my old stories so I can shift into a more balanced reality where I receive as much as I give.  Because that balance is so very important.

And I hope you can find something that will bring you out from behind your perfectly crafted sign as well.  Accept an offer and really mean it.  Allow the giver to FEEL you receiving!  See if it doesn’t change both you and your relationship with the other in some way.  See if you can simply know that you deserve it and the offer is genuine.

And if you know someone who always seems to give and never asks for or receives anything in return, maybe just see if there isn’t something  tiny you can offer them…no strings attached.

My partner brings me flowers home.  He has them wrapped beautifully and they will just be there on the table for me when I get home.  I love it.  And I receive them and cut their stems and put them in my favorite vase…and then give him a big kiss of course….but that’s for both our pleasure :)

This is a big topic.  Clearly larger then one small blog post…but an important point for discussion.  Spring is the time for expansion!  It’s also an Aries moon full of heat and passion and I think we should all aim at aligning a little with that!

Enjoy the gifts that are offered.  They truly are for you.