Monday, February 27, 2012
Sargent Gaia Reya
For most of my career, my professional persona could be described as a series of behaviors I refer to as Mama Gaia Reya. Grounded, patient, tolerant - in Mama Gaia Reya mode I make time and space for my clients, time for their aches and pains and all the stress that's a part of living in this crazy moment in history. I make space for healing by layering on the creature comforts: two fleece table pads, a table warmer, LL Bean flannel sheets and soft blankets, fluffy pillows and essential oils and music playlists designed specifically for my clients. I light candles, switch off most of the lights and pull the blinds, creating a nest-like space in which my clients can completely relax (if they're so inclined.) I think of Mama Gaia Reya as a wonderful facet of the three-dimensional me. I feel proud I can channel that, and provide the sumptuous space. I do.
But lately I've been seriously considering an invitation, from the Sufi acupuncturist, to share work space in his downtown office. For a long time I've wondered how I might design my life so as to get off the Hill occasionally. It's harder to leave the village than you might imagine. I've tried various work situations, none of which wowed me into continuing. This is why I've hesitated to accept the invitation even though I'm flattered as hell that the Sufi acupuncturist considers me a suitable colleague.
There's no point in trying to duplicate downtown what I've cultivated here at the chateau. No way it will ever feel as cozy and nurturing, as peaceful and healing as Chateau Seven, my massage studio. But then it occurred to me that people downtown in the middle of the workday might not actually need to get all greasy and spaced out halfway through their day. Office workers need to get out of the office sometimes so they can clear their heads, breathe, get some blood moving, gather their wits about them. They need to return to work refreshed, alert and ready to take on the piles of paper on their desks. Actually I'm certain the work is probably in their computers, but imagining a stack of files is much more compelling, don't you think?
My idea is to schedule half-hour sessions in which I'll do a combination of Shi'atsu, passive stretching, compressions, breathwork, myofacial release and Reiki. I'd like to engage them in the process. What I mean is I'll have them flex and relax the muscles on which I'm doing release work, do various kinds of breathing, that sort of thing. I might even lead them in guided meditations, teach them how to calm themselves. I can't imagine Mama Gaia Reya working in this way, but I can see Sargent Gaia Reya kicking their butts in gear then sending them out the door ready to take on the world.
Of course I'm exaggerating about kicking their butts. I think I am. And who knows if this will convince them they can take on the world? If I decide to go forward with this, it won't happen until summer hence I have time to work with this technique, get a few willing guinea pigs here to see how they like the treatment.
In celebration of the new healing persona, I went out into the garden after work today, ripped a bunch of ivy off the stone walls of my beloved chateau. It felt so good!
You never know what's going to happen next. At least I never do. Onwards and upwards indeed. Shalom.