A Day in the Life of A Healer

I love my work. As an acupuncturist, it seems that when I open myself to my intuition, all is possible and my job is so full of fluidity and versatility that I can have so many unique and unexpected experiences with clients. Yesterday was a particularly gratifying day.

My first patient has numerous complaints from poor thyroid function to diabetes and high cholesterol. Her body never seems to cooperate. At this point in time she was dealing with some uncomfortable digestion. Even though I want to help her body get back in shape I can see there is more to her problem than just bad genetics. It strikes me that she worries a lot about herself. It occurs to me that if she could just get out into the world and be of service she would heal better. I inquire about working outside of the home. When I ask if she had thought about volunteering she kind of lit up talking about hospitals and nursing homes and all the suffering she has seen there. She is afraid of getting depressed by these people and yet part of her obviously wants to help. I choose points that will help her to release her worry and fear and reach out her arms and hands to the world. She gets up from the table more relaxed and in less pain. I hope she is brave enough to take action in her life.

With my next patient I note that she is in a much more stable place than when she started. Her periods have become regular, much less painful and debilitating like when we started. "How do I help her take the next step?" I think to myself. She shares that she has been wondering about what to do next in life. She talks about her previous experiences in bookstores. From nowhere a thought comes about her writing. I pursue the inquiry. I have touched on a sensitive subject. She considers herself a really good writer, in fact she should have been a writer, and yet now she cannot even write a word. I gently press her, not wanting to avoid this place that feels very core to who she is. She elaborates on her conflicts about writing: the horrible judgement she feels etc. It strikes me that she has no audience, especially none that can receive her words non-judgementally. While she is lying peacefully on the acupuncture table it occurs to me that I can give her homework. I suggest that she bring me some writing next time, just a few pages about her healing journey. She smiles with a slight embarrasment. I have nudged her to do what she has resisted. She thanks me sincerely as she leaves.

My day continues with more unexpected insights. I leave room in my mind for information to come to me and it seems I have just the question to ask to further the path of each of my unique clients. At the last healing I am overcome with tingles as I tell my patient just to trust what is happening to her. I see her beaming that I have truly recognized the hidden truth that her symptoms are actually a detoxifying shedding before a new light emerges from her. She says: "That is exactly what I've been feeling. So nice to just let go and trust it."

I leave work feeling totally healed myself. What a miracle I think as I close my office door.

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