Sometimes, often, you must quiet yourself and listen to your body... Grief had taken a toll on mine for two years before it screamed. I walked into Gisela's office torn. Broken. Four years ago. Two years too late, actually... Two years of some serious spiritual and emotional beatings. She listened to me with a kind heart, and my body was able to speak to her without hesitation. A plan was made...
First I visited twice a week for two months... then once a week for another... then every two weeks... until even my body said I needed her healing touch without a schedule... because I did. Because my life did. Because my spine and my nervous system missed her hands and her ability to straighten things I did not know needed straightening...
I really never had thought about a chiropractor. Not even once. But there was a time in which I no longer wanted to get up... too much medication to numb the grief and the unexpected decision of my sister. But somehow, one sunrise watching TV there was Tosca Reno and her Eat Clean Diet... and it made sense to me...somehow... so I did. I changed my eating habits and even build my own organic spices garden... and then I thought of some healing without numbness. I wanted to cry and I had not cried for two years.
Without any saying... Gisela listened...and worked her magic... and I made decisions... I lost the weight the narcotics made me gain (Please, they were needed then. They kept me safe and sane and functional. If you are taking them do so... and if you ever want otherwise... there are ways too.)Yes, they were days in which she touched me and she knew not to push forward somehow. She would say: "go to your safe place. Today something is happening and you are not trusting." She was right. She could tell somehow about my day or my life... and she listened to my body better than I did. Eventually, my insomnia left. I felt very differently. I remember her speaking to me about how no one seems to care about their nervous system one, systematically, goes to the dentist and gets a dental check up and a cleaning... but do you systematically take care of your nerves? and it made sense to me... and it still does.
Even now, I miss her. I have not been able to "be unfaithful to her" here in Florida. I visited after two years of exile... and as in the old days, I called and either she dragged her table to my house or said "please come to mine" and just before I walked into the plane... I went to see her... and again, she simply makes sense. And she is simply other-worldly. read more
