Love and Healing Healing and Love the stars at night flashing above
The sweet grass, Palo Santo, cedar, and sage, with honor to you respectfully I engage
Love and Healing Healing and Love the Sun the Moon, your eyes reflecting the Love
Indigo springs, Bryce creek, the Mckenzie, and Sea, to the one in all the all moving in me
Love and Healing Healing and Love my brother my sister the heart gives a nuge
The whisper, the secret, messages to share, my family, tribe, community come near
Love and Healing Healing and Love filled to the brim, it's more than enough
Too much I cry, the nectar too rich, you love me, I love you, the heart needs a stitch
Love and Healing Healing and Love, It's all around us, the idolic peace dove
Hanuman, Laxshmi, Saraswati, Ganesh, the deites magnificent, the last one Mahesh
Healing and Love ... I love the spring
Healing and Love ... the spring loves me
Healing and Love ... my friends and family so dear
Healing and Love ... together united no space for fear
Healing and Love ... are an elixir so pure
Healing and Love ... the alchemy meant to endure
Love and Healing ... it's all that I need
Love and Healing ... like a farmer to a seed
Love and Healing ... a gift to the world
Love and Healing ... like the luminous blue pearl
Love and Healing ... my purpose is found
Love and Healing ... enough to go around
Healing is Love, that's the truth
Love is Healing, Like my Moof
Healing and .............................................. love.
Love and ................................................. healing.
Are you beginning to get my meaning, or are you simply enjoying the feeling...
Love and Healing Healing and Love
Friday, April 23, 2010
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Insurmountable Beingness
Some of my best friends played college soccer for one of the nations best teams. The best player on the team was named Conrad. He played on the under-24 national team and the Olympic team in the Sydney Games that placed in the top 5. Conrad went on to play professionally in the English Premier League. When I asked my buddy what made Conrad so talented. He said, that Conrad was not a glamorous showboat kind of a player, he was very talented, and very consistent. He performed at the same level every day in practice and in games. Conrad was a player his teammates and coach could count on to perform day in and day out at the same level.
Being rock-steady is a virtue I admire. We all have good days and bad days. Who do you know that shows up to perform even on the worst of the bad days? Someone who is insurmountable is incapable of being overcome or passed over, as defined by dictionary.com. There is steadiness to this virtue that is rock like and solid. Someone you can depend on to be there. This virtue calls on our strength and at times our grit.
I have a patient who has been to deaths' door numerous times at a young age, born into a body that does not function like most. He is so brave, so steady in his attitude that despite the surgeries, months in hospitals, enduring pain, his attitude remains insurmountable. I am always inspired to work with him and in awe of his presence.
What part of you is insurmountable, unstoppable, rock-steady? All the people I know who display this virtue do so with Heart. This strength comes from the Heart. From the center of the chest, a place of tender strength that abounds and spirals centripetally. The churning of the Heart alchemically generates an elixir that you can physically draw strength from. In Chinese medicine we call this Heart and Kidney Jing. To be insurmountable you must steadily draw energy or qi from the Heart Kidney Jing, being mindful of your reserves so as not to deplete them. This requires a keen awareness of your energetic gas tank so to say. This balancing of output and input is artful when it comes to being insurmountable in life. How full is your energetic gas tank? Are you remembering to fill up? Share your thoughts..
warm regards....Luke
Being rock-steady is a virtue I admire. We all have good days and bad days. Who do you know that shows up to perform even on the worst of the bad days? Someone who is insurmountable is incapable of being overcome or passed over, as defined by dictionary.com. There is steadiness to this virtue that is rock like and solid. Someone you can depend on to be there. This virtue calls on our strength and at times our grit.
I have a patient who has been to deaths' door numerous times at a young age, born into a body that does not function like most. He is so brave, so steady in his attitude that despite the surgeries, months in hospitals, enduring pain, his attitude remains insurmountable. I am always inspired to work with him and in awe of his presence.
What part of you is insurmountable, unstoppable, rock-steady? All the people I know who display this virtue do so with Heart. This strength comes from the Heart. From the center of the chest, a place of tender strength that abounds and spirals centripetally. The churning of the Heart alchemically generates an elixir that you can physically draw strength from. In Chinese medicine we call this Heart and Kidney Jing. To be insurmountable you must steadily draw energy or qi from the Heart Kidney Jing, being mindful of your reserves so as not to deplete them. This requires a keen awareness of your energetic gas tank so to say. This balancing of output and input is artful when it comes to being insurmountable in life. How full is your energetic gas tank? Are you remembering to fill up? Share your thoughts..
warm regards....Luke
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
The Energy Wants to Move
Acupuncture is energy medicine. This morning as I began treating patients. I noticed the energy differently than before. Something came together. "Clicked" if you will. How it usually goes is after my I perform the intake, exam, assessment and diagnoses I turn to my intuition and feel into what would be the best treatment for the patient. At this point in my career most of this happens automatically. Today something revealed itself in a more vivid way.
I usually begin my point prescription with one point. This morning I did just that. After the point went in, I immediately saw a change in the energy flow of the patient and I could see where it was stuck. When I say "see", I mean I could see with my eyes and sense with my intuition where energy wanted to flow and where it was blocked. From here I preceded to follow the body's cues and use my training to choose the best point to balance the system. Energy continued to open and balance. The patients could feel the change too. The changes were instantaneous.
Personally, this feels like a stage change rather than an opening of a state that closes down. A whole new realm of interaction opened to me that before was kind of piecemealed together. I realize my practice of medicine is evolving and I am able to more permanently remain steady with me intuition. I play in the realm of energy all the time, today it feels more tangible, perceptible, and intriguing.
In reflecting, this level of interaction has always occurred. Although my awareness was somewhere else, more in my head perhaps, with occasional energetic openings. It feels a little like riding a bike. Once you learn, you never forget. Another level of sight opened, and my vision is more clear.
I usually begin my point prescription with one point. This morning I did just that. After the point went in, I immediately saw a change in the energy flow of the patient and I could see where it was stuck. When I say "see", I mean I could see with my eyes and sense with my intuition where energy wanted to flow and where it was blocked. From here I preceded to follow the body's cues and use my training to choose the best point to balance the system. Energy continued to open and balance. The patients could feel the change too. The changes were instantaneous.
Personally, this feels like a stage change rather than an opening of a state that closes down. A whole new realm of interaction opened to me that before was kind of piecemealed together. I realize my practice of medicine is evolving and I am able to more permanently remain steady with me intuition. I play in the realm of energy all the time, today it feels more tangible, perceptible, and intriguing.
In reflecting, this level of interaction has always occurred. Although my awareness was somewhere else, more in my head perhaps, with occasional energetic openings. It feels a little like riding a bike. Once you learn, you never forget. Another level of sight opened, and my vision is more clear.
Thursday, April 8, 2010
Remember the Fort
When I was a kid I always had a least one fort. You know a fort. Kinda sounds funny as I write it and hear it in my mind. I grew up in the San Jacinto Mountains north of Palm Springs and Banning, CA. My best friend Molly and I built forts all over the place, in trees, low laying chaparral, and abandoned barns. When we went to the fort Molly and I built stations, made plans, and created worlds that left our imaginations swirling. The fort was a place I felt safe to be creative and have fun. That was the primary purpose of the fort.
Yesterday I had no plans for lunch. The sun came out, so I decided to go for a walk to the local store. The sun poured over my face and neck. I was loving it. I bought a fresh pressed organic vegetable juice and began the journey home. As I strolled an older man sat down at a bus stop. I was inspired to find a place to sit and relax in the sun like the man. Several paces further was the tattered Em's Baseball stadium where I played high school soccer. A few moments of nostalgia past as I recollected the good ol' days. Just below me off the side walk, concrete steps sloped down to the entrance of the abandoned stadium. I found a nice place to sit near a puny cedar tree to take in the warm sunshine. Thoughts swirled through my head. I settled in and noticed beneath the cedar tree, a wave shaped network of branches created a rounded shelter from the environment. My mind flashed to the forts of childhood as I recalled the fun of my youth. "This was my fort" I thought. My own place to dream. My fort is close by, just a few hundred yards from my office. I can go there and be imaginative or just feel safe. For me it's healing. I invite you to go out and find your fort. A place for you to dream, to rest, and to play.
Love, light .... Luke
Yesterday I had no plans for lunch. The sun came out, so I decided to go for a walk to the local store. The sun poured over my face and neck. I was loving it. I bought a fresh pressed organic vegetable juice and began the journey home. As I strolled an older man sat down at a bus stop. I was inspired to find a place to sit and relax in the sun like the man. Several paces further was the tattered Em's Baseball stadium where I played high school soccer. A few moments of nostalgia past as I recollected the good ol' days. Just below me off the side walk, concrete steps sloped down to the entrance of the abandoned stadium. I found a nice place to sit near a puny cedar tree to take in the warm sunshine. Thoughts swirled through my head. I settled in and noticed beneath the cedar tree, a wave shaped network of branches created a rounded shelter from the environment. My mind flashed to the forts of childhood as I recalled the fun of my youth. "This was my fort" I thought. My own place to dream. My fort is close by, just a few hundred yards from my office. I can go there and be imaginative or just feel safe. For me it's healing. I invite you to go out and find your fort. A place for you to dream, to rest, and to play.
Love, light .... Luke
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
The Bachelor Party
Inspired by the movie The Hangover me and my best friends since adolescence set off for a record setting week long bachelor party in Baja California. Now you may be asking yourself why is Luke sharing this with such a broad audience and what does a bachelor party have to do with Healing? Well, the answer is three fold. Number one. I haven't taken a vacation since I started my business two years ago. I've taken a handful of trips but they've always had some business or family agenda attached. The breakthrough for me in taking a just for fun and relaxation vacation was to recharge, getaway, and rest. Often healers are the worse offenders of taking care of themselves and I was falling into that stereotype or archetype if you will. Number two. I love to surf and Baja is one of the best kept secrets for surfers for several reasons. Unless you know the terrain, it is easy to get lost and succumb to moderate or severe trouble. Therefore, not many people venture south of San Diego. Also the surf is incredible and the beaches are pristine.
As to what this trip had to do with healing. As much as I love offering healing, my body and spirit were pushing me to look at my own healing. The spirit of giving and sharing my gifts as a healer were becoming strained by a deep sense of enduring. It was like I was trying to prove to myself I could keep going without solid me time. I needed some time for my own healing to let my soul sing. So taking courage I put my practice on hold for a week and I left. I'm back and I feel really great, inspired, and more clear about by purpose with people.
So back to the party. We scored big time. There was a solid south by southwest ground swell that kept the surf pumping for a solid week. We surfed until we could no longer move. My first session in the water was at sunset. The water felt so good and my muscles were sooooo out of shape. For the first time ever, I questioned whether I was strong enough to continue surfing. My heart pounding, choking from a lack of oxygen and salt water cocktail, I thrusted my surfboard under the six foot crashing wall of white water. Surfacing, my muscles twisting and burning I prayed not to get pummeled into the nearby jetty. Finally the corduroy set of waves diminished, as I lay panting, forehead pinned down on the fiberglass surfboard. I could see the silhouettes of my buddies what seemed like a four hundred yards away in the line up laughing overflowing with joy and love for this awesome time we were sharing. Catching my breath I lifted heavy arms, attempting to paddle up the beach and try to catch a wave with my best friends as we kicked off the party.
After and hour in the water my eyes began to burn and my corneas felt like sand paper rubbing against my eyelids. I looked in the mirror when I got back to the house, my left eye was completely blood shot and both eyes were puffy beginning to swell. No I was not drunk and had not consumed any shell fish. The ocean was giving me a healing. The swelling lasted about twenty four hours. After which I felt supremely improved. I realized how much I use my eyes especially at work. The stories, the emotions and pain that I feel through my eyes were releasing and I felt better. Thank you to the great oceans for your healing.
I'll post some more stories, pictures and video on facebook http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?cropsuccess&id=651969836#!/group.php?gid=111354815552735. Feel free to comment or share. Healing is Universal. Love, Light, and Fun .... Luke
As to what this trip had to do with healing. As much as I love offering healing, my body and spirit were pushing me to look at my own healing. The spirit of giving and sharing my gifts as a healer were becoming strained by a deep sense of enduring. It was like I was trying to prove to myself I could keep going without solid me time. I needed some time for my own healing to let my soul sing. So taking courage I put my practice on hold for a week and I left. I'm back and I feel really great, inspired, and more clear about by purpose with people.
So back to the party. We scored big time. There was a solid south by southwest ground swell that kept the surf pumping for a solid week. We surfed until we could no longer move. My first session in the water was at sunset. The water felt so good and my muscles were sooooo out of shape. For the first time ever, I questioned whether I was strong enough to continue surfing. My heart pounding, choking from a lack of oxygen and salt water cocktail, I thrusted my surfboard under the six foot crashing wall of white water. Surfacing, my muscles twisting and burning I prayed not to get pummeled into the nearby jetty. Finally the corduroy set of waves diminished, as I lay panting, forehead pinned down on the fiberglass surfboard. I could see the silhouettes of my buddies what seemed like a four hundred yards away in the line up laughing overflowing with joy and love for this awesome time we were sharing. Catching my breath I lifted heavy arms, attempting to paddle up the beach and try to catch a wave with my best friends as we kicked off the party.
After and hour in the water my eyes began to burn and my corneas felt like sand paper rubbing against my eyelids. I looked in the mirror when I got back to the house, my left eye was completely blood shot and both eyes were puffy beginning to swell. No I was not drunk and had not consumed any shell fish. The ocean was giving me a healing. The swelling lasted about twenty four hours. After which I felt supremely improved. I realized how much I use my eyes especially at work. The stories, the emotions and pain that I feel through my eyes were releasing and I felt better. Thank you to the great oceans for your healing.
I'll post some more stories, pictures and video on facebook http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?cropsuccess&id=651969836#!/group.php?gid=111354815552735. Feel free to comment or share. Healing is Universal. Love, Light, and Fun .... Luke
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
People are Universal
I am super pumped about this blog. Over the last two years I've seen thousands of patients at my Chinese Medicine and acupuncture clinic in Eugene, OR. I've interacted with people suffering from a sprained ankle to the terminally ill. My soul has been rocked to its core as my judgments and prejudices have been challenged and dismantled. People are universal. We all have the same problems, issues, and hang ups. We all at some point in our life must face the deterioration of the body, and out of that confrontation, we come face to face with our mortality, our fear, and maybe begin to ask the deeper questions. Who am I? Why am I here? This blog is a forum for sharing my and your insights into the deeper questions about healing, life, and coming into wholeness. Please feel free to share. Your spelling and articulation does not have to be precise. The act of sharing alone is very healing. Let the work begin.
Love,
Luke
Love,
Luke
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