Author: Candid Corvid Productions

I would rather not belong, than to belong falsely.

I am working with good healers, but they do not apply my techniques.

It is interesting how I give my clients that which I need, yet have found no one to give it to me similiarily.

I must find a way to be the practitioner, as well as the recipient.

I have ordered myself 4 packets of 100 seeds each of Roman Chamomile for Mother’s Day!

(Title play with words :D)

I have always tried to be authentic, although I have chosen carefully who to reveal aspects of myself to.

So it has been quite disconcerting to find that somewhere along the way I lost pieces of myself.

It is only more recently with resources such as right time, place, and space that I find them.

It is like welcoming myself home again as a long lost friend.

Ever since my shoulder injury, my left humerus has been just enough internally twist rotated forward in the shoulder socket to where I have had to be careful how I use the arm so as not to dislocate it and injure it further.

However, now that physical therapy and other healing modalities have been assisting, for a couple of weeks now I have had intense tingling and cutting-off-circulation nerve flare pain down both anterior and posterior sides of my arm, all the way down to my thumb (with an intense itch at the digit’s base), where before I had none.

I guess things must be loosening up and “getting better” – but it sure feels worse in the process!

When my office mate requested that I spritz the plants every day I was there, initially I was irritated because it feels like I have a hard enough time keeping my own various tasks attended to.

However, I figured that I would benefit over time from participating in this little bit of making the plants happier.

Sure enough, today while I was tending them, I remembered how I used to feel kinship with my own of such types – back when I was just beginning as a young healer and my spirit was blossoming.

I figured out how to upgrade – Woot!

Foliage of heavenly-sweet scent when touched or walked upon, someday I shall have some again.

Today I planted green beans, snow peas, yellow and green zuchinni, mini tomatoes, artichokes, and pumpkins. Soon we will add flowers and herbs as we refresh and tend our mobile garden.

It must become enough – whatever good we can accomplish.

Where was love when
I felt more worthy and
Wasn’t worn to bleary?

Where was it when I
Still held my head high
While refusing to cry?

The numbers now claim
At my worst I am ready!

(“Ready Spaghetti”)

It ought to not require more pain to get out of pain.

I had been fussing to myself for awhile how tying tennis shoes can be quite irritating because I have to often readjust the tension throughout the day, depending upon what I am doing.

Then I came across a lightly used pair which fit me perfectly and let me turn quickly, and they have just a stretchy loop with a tension clamp for quick fixing.

At first, I scoffed at the “lazy hip” fashion statement of this design, but liked their look so much that I bought them, thinking that I would replace the hoops later with laces.

However, now that I have been using them, I thrive by their quick-release-and-tighten convenience!

Have you ever been worn so weary that life becomes dreary – and you can’t sleep because hypervigilance has you hypnotised?

Waiting through the night for my own light to push back the night.

Knowledge can be condenced into efficiency.

I do not have lifetimes in this one to learn the trades of masters.

I must distill to essentials to cultivate what I need.

And then, somehow, put it on the screen.

One must step forward in the direction they would like to go if they hope some day to arrive there.

“Embrace them” – squeeze them tight!

I wish that I could access and express all of the better parts of me, but right now, I am at a defecit.

This is what life is truly about!

I looked for you today at the local coffee shop, thinking somehow that you would recognize me.

But of course, if you were there, your eyes would have passed over me as I blended too easily into the scenery while securing the item that my car roof was carrying.

“Would you type?!!”

(Me admonishing my unhelpful touch keypad.)

Much better than quitting – and helps the heels kick up a little to break off what’s stodgy.

I literally cannot afford it!

To gripe in deep frustration or a type of bird that hides in the reeds.

Athenapedia.

The registration I protected has gone missing and to get a copy is difficult due to miring in California’s DMV system.

And I can’t get tech support from WordPress to help navigate the next storage space advancement.

All I can focus on without getting seriously vexed is putting one foot in front of the next.

I would like to think that low funds are a sign of needs being met and our situation stabilizing.

However, it takes new associative programming to no longer feel on the edge of being compromised.

Consciousness advocates for the body by voice while the body asks for help by conveying pain.

Healing happens when both are understood and tended to according to the self’s assessment.

A good healer trys to “speak” their client’s “language.”

When The Body Says No: The Cost Of Hidden Stress, By Gabor Mate

Discusses the effect of the mind-body link on illness and health and the role that stress and one’s individual emotional makeup play in an array of common diseases. drgabormate.com/book/when-the-body-says-no/

Shake It Off Naturally, By David Berceli PHD

TRE® is an innovative series of exercises that assist the body in releasing deep muscular patterns of stress, tension and trauma.  traumaprevention.com/