Leave No Trace
Another surprise was that apparently I knew how to perform the Heimlich Maneuver.
Another surprise was that apparently I knew how to perform the Heimlich Maneuver.
Do what you need to do. “Studies show,” and, “research says,” but still you are on your knees. Still you find yourself in the grocery store, stuck, staring at cans of condensed milk, or peas, or whatever, wondering how you’re going to get out of there, move from where you are standing in that body, with your heart broken and the tears coming.
Even if you are ‘doing your best,’ but manage to drive over my foot, I’ve still got a broken foot.
In the collective sense, none of this is a competition around who had the worst trauma, but rather a drawing together to acknowledge the necessity for the healing of it, and the tremendous power in the vulnerability and presence of the deeper self; a result that benefits not only the healer, but the world around her.
He looked healthy, and happy–almost groovy, in clothing I had never seen before, standing tall in that sunlit room.
I like to think that each of us represents a slightly different recipe of human and when we are brave enough to risk exploring our deeper selves, our effort contributes to an overall energetic foundation that powers the cosmos.
Loneliness is a single malt taste of the very essentiality that makes conscious belonging possible. (David Whyte–Consolations)