Quantum Energy Therapy Origin Story
A body! A body! What bliss! A body!
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Were I to love her in the same way I loved her when I got here. Trust her in the same way I did when I was tender and young and full of wonder….
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At what point did I forget that this body is the gateway into a million different things? To joy and grief, to love and sensuality, confusion, boredom, creativity, and sensation…. To life.
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I’m unsure, but at some point, there entered a hierarchy, the mind dominant and the body subservient. The soul a non-participant. I began to judge the body for her perceived inability to keep up, to meet my standards.
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(Where did I even get these standards? Who is in charge of handing out standards; I am quite sure I never chose these standards, they just appeared from the void, and were as exacting as any standards ever were.)
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And she wilted. She began to hurt and tense. To hold suffering, within her muscles, beneath her pores, in her uterus and her ovaries, in her throat, in her hands, and we would wake up and I would flex my hands into fists over and over again. “Another bad pain day,” I’d say, the exasperation in my voice so audible as to always be within earshot of my poor sweet body who was being blamed for the pain.
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As though I weren’t subjecting her to many many abuses, the most of all being inattention…indifference. She was an inconvenience. A burden for me to carry around. An unsolvable problem. And unhealable wound.
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“Why must you hurt so bad?” I would ask with tears in my eyes. As though they weren’t her tears too.
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I found my body at the end of my rope, having slid down the ravine of knowledge and thought, where my mind for all its vigilant control, did not save us the way we were promised. I began slowly rebuilding our relationship (I had a great many repairs to make)
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At her behest, I left the places and spaces that harmed us; she perked up. She quit hurting all the time only hurt most of the time.
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I started a yoga practice in spite of standards that said I must be flexible to practice yoga. (I am still not flexible 4 years in.) On the mat she got all of my attention and over time, she got very little of my derision. She even got some of my grace and gratitude
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So she began hurting even less, maybe only half of the time.
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I found the Energy and it required stillness, and wouldn’t you know I met her there too…the body sitting in unity with the mind to greet the soul, and work together for a unified experience.
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I began treating her like an asset instead of a burden, something to be enamored with instead of annoyed at.
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I found the breath and began working in a medium that only belongs to her. I cannot *think* the breath into being. It just is, and the wisdom she held began leaking out with every intentional breath I took.
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I began altering the hierarchy in her favor so as to right my pendulum swing. “Body, the mind is saying this, but maybe you know something she doesn’t.” Began loving her again. The way I did when I got here. When I was very young, before people held standards to the side of my head like a gun.
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And slowly, slowly, so very slowly, I began to stop hurting altogether. The unhealable, the very reason for the healing.
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These days we remain together, neither of the part of my three-part nature left behind or devalued. We hurt very little, and when we do, we ask the body to share her wisdom. What do we need? we ask, and she tells us in her quiet, whispery way.
The healed become healers.
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It’s almost compulsory. I have met very few authentic, genuine healers who have not scraped their way out of some hole of physical or mental illness, or in my case... in most cases, both.
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Healing has always been my angle. When I officiated weddings and funerals in the early days of Informal Mystic, I was healing the culture from shallow ritual. Helping the participants of both transitions, the one from unmarried to married and the one from life into death, understand the gravity with which they were living. “Let not this moment pass without the attention it deserves,” was the healing, and it was a beautiful healing.
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But Spirit beckoned me onward, beyond the momentary cultural healing that was a long slow incremental shifting of ship by the rudder and into session work. A faster healing of the person AND the culture. Healed people automatically live with gravity and knowledge of ritual.
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And so Informal Mystic became an experiment in crafting a healing modality that includes the Mind | Body | Spirit within it. I underwent a two-year apprenticeship with Jenn from Gaia Heals where I explored with support, the concept of the Soul, and how it participates in our highest self expression. I meditated for countless hours, exploring with my unique gaze, how to connect with the energy, what the mechanics of things like astral projection and the differentiation of essential energy into the Soul. How are we us, both here and up there? And why does it matter?
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I learned the nature of the 3D plane on earth, to transcend dualistic, black & white thinking. To reintegrate the 3-part self. And as I explored I found breathwork. The final inclusive piece of the puzzle to reintegrating my body into mySelf.
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I was a hound on the hunt. I searched and searched. I crafted and crafted. I created, tried then scrapped, and tried again, until I honed in the exact, most perfect thing to devote myself to, to guide my people with. Quantum Energy Therapy, my healing modality, my pride and joy, my own healing journey its derivative.
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It is with this balanced integration of Mind, Body, & Soul, that I’ve watched the miraculous come to pass. Healing facial paralysis 1 session, assisting in the success of an IVF journey on the second try, intuitively connecting with injuries that weren’t disclosed prior to session, and setting a goal to heal them. I’ve accessed the unified field of consciousness in real time, “I am seeing this,” “Oh my god me too.”
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I’ve seen slower shifts that were no less miraculous. The slow march to earned secure attachment. The practice of boundaries, and the benefit they had over time. The courage developed to prioritize the self over all others, and the beauty of seeing Self-love that is always a catalyst to my clients deep healing exploration.
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I’ve seen my life shift into the miraculous as the norm and not the exception.
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It is this same shift I invite you into.
Miracles as a common place every day occurrence, that never become rote, that only enhance our existential bliss.
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Healing. Embodiment. Connection. Empowerment. Peace. Love. Meaning. Joy.
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All of this available to you in the same way they slowly became known to me.
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Join me?
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If you’re interested in working together I am accepting new clients. Head to my booking page and book a free discovery call. We can chat about what life could look like for you beyond your disconnect. Discovery calls are always there to help you feel confident in choosing me and my modality for your healing.
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It is a deep joy to guide you along your unique path to reconnection. It won’t be the same as mine, but YOU know the way, and I’ll help you hear that quiet beckoning voice.
