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Inspired Funny

There is a common trigger point that became funny for me today.

It’s right behind the ball of the foot in the muscular portion of the arch. In Chinese medicine it’s very near Kidney 1, although a bit more proximal (towards the center of the body). In the image above is just about where her thumb knuckles contact her feet.

Trigger points are usually referenced by the muscle they most consume, though some muscles have more than one possible location so then you start using directional labels to distinguish which one. Trigger points often consume more than one layer of muscle tissue, so that’s why I define it as most consumed.

Anyway, the funny part.

The muscle for this particular trigger point is Adductor Hallucis.

I was thinking about how that particular one is active on my right, but not left foot. Then I was thinking about the myriad of reasons it becomes painful: dehydration, low kidney function, toxin buildup in the feet, poor circulation, even just as simple as ‘my feet are hellaciously painful after all that walking/working’. Yet Kidney 1 is our most major grounding point of the body, it is where Hallelujah meets Momma Gaea.

Then I had this funny thought of the people that decided to name muscles. My thought was in the ‘so stupid simple’ mindset:

Sam: alright that brings us to the feet. Let’s start with this big one at the bottom. What should we call that.

Jo: Gee, I don’t know, it seems to connect with everything all the way to the top of the head, so that seems pretty godly to me. But then damn, after a long hard day it sucks as much as anything ever. I want to curse God and the devil both…. I know… Hallucis. … We’ll call it Hallucis. … Where Hallelujah meets Lucifer, it just is.

[This joke doesn’t work as well in the Pagan perspective… Hallelujah meets PelĂ©, Hades, or Hephaestus… Nope definitely not working there.]

That’s it. That’s where my mind finds funny sometimes. I hope it was funny to you too!

May we all find some humor in this day. May we all feel a bit better in any way that works for you. May we all continue to reach for better always. May we work our way towards better alignment in all ways. Above all, may you know that the divine loves and supports you in all that you do.

Om Shanti

Liberating Clearing

I told a client of my current emotional processing of immensely intense stretches releasing deeply held traumas. I said: “It is not for the faint of heart, but that I felt like God was going to smite me if I didn’t do it to the fullest of my ability.”

Between pain, screams of anger at God, intensely deep stretches pushing my own limits, and resulting trauma release responses, especially crying, I feel like I’m making more progress.

My hips are a bit unstable at the moment, and tender doesn’t even begin to describe some of the remnants needing mended. Yet, when I am just sitting I feel more balanced and stable than a week ago.

The process has included many mental image moments that I simply have no idea their true accuracy. The mental images are the closest translation of what my body has been holding.

  • There was an image of a nurse holding me upside down by one ankle (postnatally).
  • There was an image of mom’s belly being so tight from overwork that I was compressed to her spine, in an inability to move fully and properly as a developing baby should.
  • There was a feeling of fear in the midst of a fight, that feeling stirred when an argument hits maximum and you’re afraid of what the other will do.
  • There was a ‘fallen and I can’t get up’ moment where legs felt like they were so tight I simply couldn’t get on my knees and get to standing. (It made me think mom had fallen, but I called her and she’s fine.)
  • There was what I can best call a rebirthing moment. In reality I was born C-section, but I had a fairly clear moment of what it might feel like to be born as my children were, right in the midst of transitioning between hip opening stretches.
  • The neck thing I carry in C1/C2 turned loose as I was working on a spot in my low back. As I was working on releasing the low back L5/SI area, it felt like whiplash had happened at some point. I was wracking my brain for any actual memory of such an event to my lower spine, and all of a sudden clunk in my neck. If the two are truly connected, then the only thing I can place it with is the time I fell on my head off of the end of a slide as a toddler. I’m hoping I released both ends well enough to keep it gone, but have enough experience to know that things are rarely once and done. May I know how to repeat well enough to accomplish full release in as few repeats as possible.
  • There are probably some other moments I’m forgetting, which is likely a good sign.

Anyway, after all of this and more I’m wrapping my brain around elements of pain retention. How our body traps it, not just for us, but for generations. I have been repeating “Heal me and my children as far back as necessary, down to DNA and mitochondria for here, now, through birth and to generations past.”

Then this morning, I was fortunate enough to get a moment of meditation in. I had a strong awareness that I am going to be able to walk away from something soon. In that way that once you really understand something it gets easy. I feel like I’m going to be faced with one of the common topics of my life, for about the last 5 years, and that I’m going to be able to say no easily. The same way that women that have truly worked through abuse can recognize it much faster and refuse it before anything comes of it. It only sort of confused me.

Abraham swears there are no tests and that God isn’t out to get us or punish us. Jesus was fond of similar sentiments.

Yet, there is that momentum thing, when something has been rolling a really long time it takes on a life of it’s own. Some event has to stop that momentum, and sometimes it is simply the measure of knowing ones’ own strength to stop it oneself. Being able to face it one last time and say “nope, not today”, but actually stopping it dead in it’s tracks, not just diverting it. Diversions only slow the momentum, it’ll just keep rolling and eventually cross your path again. No, one must be strong enough to fully and completely stop the ball or assume the impact.

My awareness this morning helps me know that I am strong enough to stop it myself and stay standing. I am not certain which topic it is in regards to, or the details, but I am much more confident in my capabilities to handle whatever it is, and take the higher ground.

May we all have life affirming moments and an awareness of our capabilities. May we all see ourselves as strong enough to stop something with momentum. May we know we are on the right track and heading in the right direction. May we understand our strengths and use those to lift our weaknesses up. May we all process traumas so that we can be more functional, healthy, and help our children heal to stop the parade of generational trauma. Above all, may you know that the divine loves and supports you in all that you do.

Om Shanti

I just knew.

I just knew I had to. I don’t know why.

I sent an email today that I had debated on sending for months. I have done the “it sounds crazy”, “It sounds like this or that”, or “they won’t be able to hear me”. But today I just knew I had to.

I asked for guidance on my words. The intended recipient was the president of the company I worked for last. It’s a big small company. So, I sent it through the only other person I trusted to get the message through.

Who does that?

Who emails someone far more capable than oneself?

Who sends such a heavy message to someone I’m not supposed to even think would read my message?

I don’t know what that says about me, but I just knew I had to.

I hope the message is received loud and clear. I hope they understand the fullness of what it means. I hope they feel the light that it brings.

May you always know exactly what to say and when. May you see your light and how to shine it most brightly. May you know you are doing the right thing always. May you know that the divine loves and supports you in all that you do.

Om Shanti


Several hours later. I’m feeling anxious. I’m not sure why. I no longer work there. I’m no one. Why do I care if they acknowledge the message?

Because it’s not my message and God wants to be heard.

I am no one. I am nobody. Nobodies get ignored all the time. I did my best, and at this point I know I had a few typos- sometimes my intuitive nature causes them, I think because of layers of intent. So, there is no reason for them to take me seriously or even care that I emailed. My message has elements that could have been flushed out more, explained more, but I was attempting to be as concise as possible and get the point across. The message is only as good at the sender, so why did God choose me with my dyslexia and bad typing? Why did God choose a nobody?

That’s what is causing anxiety. A message that needed to be delivered to someone that obviously asked for it, and I was the vehicle. I hope it doesn’t bounce off of them.

More I hope that God understands I did my best.

Real is now.

I owe Nathan an apology. I had a ‘”look at the real picture honestly so that you don’t get disappointed” moment and he wanted me to have hope for better.

I still prefer a quick easy life exit, and still don’t have much hope for major sweeping social changes during my lifetime.

But in a way Nathan was right. My biggest problems lie in trying to solve what is out of my hands, and I not staying in the now consistently.

My now really isn’t as bad as it could be, and the disease(s) that like(s) to lie to my brain, is loosing more frequently than previous. I see the mental lies for what they are, and when I catch them I can walk right around them.

Really when I catch the negative lies, I simply refocus on the now, and the positives I do know. But after several years of practice I am still not 100% consistent. Hell, I’m not sure I’m even 75% yet, but I do think I’m over the half way hump enough to matter for improvement.

So when brains start telling us the other is going to die; I remember that it’s not right now or I wouldn’t be having an argument with my brain to begin with, I’d be dead.

Now
I'm breathing
Now
I'm awake
Now
I'm making a choice
Be present
Be here
Be alive
Be me
Remember who
i am
I
God's
Gift
A healer
Incarnate
Here
To Do
Divine
Work
For mySelf
To Do
The ultimate
For humanity
It is
Possible
I can
If i
Let I
Help

~ Treasa Cailleach

May you see your now and the way to healing. May you know that your own healing is the first step to healing all of humanity. May you know the ripple always starts with one drop. May you know that the divine loves and supports you in all that you do.

Om Shanti

Cardboard Fire

I have a 
Cardboard Fire
It's been
Burning
Indefinitely
Good at keeping it going
I've even managed
To build it up
Add wood
A few times
Eventually
Embers stoke
More cardboard
It's safe
It's secure
I've learned
Exactly how
To keep it alive
Enough to
Feel it's warmth
More than not
Don't dare
Add fuel
Risk of
Smothering
Or stoking too much
Either would
Cause burnout
Sometimes it has
Difficulty
Battling
The cold of
Life
Sometimes
Leaks
Threaten
To drown it out
But I snuggle closer
Rely on pets
Blankets or layers
For warmth
And eventually
Get my
Cardboard fire
Going again
It's beautiful
All fire is beautiful
I hate seeing it
Dwindle
Because the beauty
Gets harder
To see
To feel
When it does
Enliven
Even a little
It's warmth
Dancing flames
Remind me why
I'm here
I wish I could
Tend my fire so well
It is bigger
More beautiful
To see
To feel
Everyday
Always
For now
I'll enjoy
Appreciate what
I'm able
With my
Little
Consistent
Indefinite
Cardboard Fire
Just enough
To see
To feel
To keep going
In dark times
My
Cardboard Fire

~Treasa Cailleach

May you have a beautiful, generous, warm fire always. May you know how to tend the best for yourself. May you know your fire is really within yourself and manifests outwardly in a myriad of ways. May you look for the embers of life, dancing like faires in the dark, and use them to stoke your own fire enough to see and feel the love all around you. May you know you are never truly alone, and there is always someone there for you. May you know that the divine loves and supports you in all that you do.

Om Shanti

***At some point in the next few days I’m going to merge my sites. The other one only has about 20 posts, so it’s needed, but it’s not new work, just new to eyes that never found my other site. It’ll be a reading dump when I get to it, but almost all of them are poems. I hope you like them, but this is more for me than you anyway. I need to condense and purge and make new again, and it’s a mechanical start. Happy reading and happy days ahead.***