I wrote earlier today about feeling the energy of my trip changing significantly. On my way home, I had trouble with my motor bike starting up a steep hill. Changing gears and holding the throttle a little too open, I popped a wheelie going uphill for about 20 yards. The front tire landed softly and I rode on as nothing happened noticing a few bizarre looks on the faces of locals.
One of the guests here recommended Casa Luna for a wonderful breakfast and raved about how good their croissants were. He’s hooked on the croissants there and at Cafe Moka but was closed today. He’s so hooked, he wasn’t interested in the other three bakeries I found that have outstanding croissants!
After stopping several times, asking directions and learning that there are two Lotus Restaurants here (the land mark I’d been given to find Casa Luna), I rode on and found the right one. My energy was feeling a little shaky still, not from the motor bike incident, just out of balance.
I ordered an Americano and a croissant. The croissant was outrageously good! The Americano on the other hand, was beyond disappointing. They at least served it with hot milk but no amount of hot milk and sugar could correct the bitterness. If only “Latte Larry” had made it for me, it would have gone with the croissant perfectly.
On the way back to Dewa’s, I decided to go over to the back street and see where the healer was he told me about. I’d driven by once and thought I knew where it was. I found the green sign reading “Reflexology and Body Massage” and decided to drive through the gate and up into the yard.
A woman’s voice in the back beckoned me. I walked back and told her what I was interested in. Her daughter got her father who was in the family temple getting ready for ceremony. He was drinking coffee and offered me some. We sat on the covered platform in his yard, platforms so common here in Indonesia.
When we first met and he introduced himself as Nyoman, I could see his eyes defocus slightly as he looked at my energy. On the platform, I asked him a little about his work, how much his sessions were and told him Dewa had referred me. There are so many people named Dewa here, it took him a while to remember. When he did with his wife’s help, he was excited about Dewa, a famous painter here.
Once ready, I moved into the open room where his massage table was. Covered by a bamboo mat, it was barely long enough for me and he laughed. He first said his prayers and lit incense offering to his altar. I laid on the table and he began prodding my right foot. Almost immediately, I felt pain I didn’t think I could handle.
I kept breathing knowing it would end soon and leave me feeling better. Occasionally, I jerked and nearly pulled my foot from his grip. He barely let up the pressure focusing more on the healing than on my personal comfort.
The left leg produced the same result. He worked the meridian related to the bladder, the same meridian Eddy had worked on. Eventually, he left the feet and started working on hands and arms. More bladder meridian work which was painful but not as painful as the feet.
Well, not until he started working around the crease on the front of my right elbow. He was smacking it soundly with a stick or something of the sort. The energy wasn’t moving, the muscles were hard and the blood wasn’t moving as it should. After a long time and pain that felt like a burn, he started smacking it with the back of his flat hand.
He repeated the same procedure with the left elbow crease and then the back of both knees once I turned over. It hurt on the back of my tender knees but once again, he didn’t let up until he was satisfied. Both knees, little bruise lines where he worked so hard getting the energy to move. My right elbow as well has a lovely bruise.
As he worked on me, my hands worked on me as well. I would reach to my hip or abdomen area and press on a spot. He remarked on how that was the direction the meridian ran and commented many times that I was very sensitive to energy.
Once we finished, he told me many people cry or scream when having this work done. I jerked and twitched a bit but that was it. Then he told me I knew this energy and could do this work if I wanted to. When I asked him where he got his training, he replied he hadn’t gotten any training, he received it at birth. It is that way in many cultures.
Once again, he commented on how aware I was of the energy moving through my body and where it went. I felt completely different than when we first started. My head was lighter, any tension I might have had in my neck was all gone and he never touched my neck.
One experience stands out from the reflexology, well, in addition to the pain and how it lifted. While laying on my bladder, after he had worked on my feet and both knees, he took my ankle and did a stretching with it over and behind the other leg. Imagine I’m laying face down. He picked up my right ankle and gently lifted it over my left leg until the foot was above the knee. He lifted it to the point where he could feel tightness and resistance in the thigh muscle on the front. I often have tightness there from all the cycling, running, hiking, standing and walking I do.
He gently laid my foot back down so the leg was straight and went to work on a spot on the foot. After a minute or two, he repeated the motion lifting the ankle and bending the lag. ABSOLUTELY NO tightness or resistance remained this time. No massage, no pressure points in the leg, no stretching, he only worked on a couple points in the foot. And for only a minute or two! The same thing happened with the other leg!
When we finished, he showed me which points were important for me to work with. There were many candidates but he touched four points telling me they were the most important. It “hurt so good”! Perhaps the most painful session I’ve ever had and one of the best!
Lobbying
Later this evening, Dewa returned. He took group of three young Canadians upstairs to the Elephant Safari today. I showed him the bruise on my arm and he asked what happened. I told him I went to the healer he recommended! It took him a moment to figure out which one. Then he asked what Nyoman has said to me.
Dewa went on to say he told Nyoman he had a friend who he was sending to see him Monday or Tuesday. This friend, me, was aware of energy and was a healer and he asked Nyoman to help me. Dewa went on to say that if I stayed here and studied with him for a week, I would then see my own clients.
There are two other healers in the area, one a Holy Man who works with the spiritual energy of people rather than focusing on the physical. Dewa would like me to meet them and have a session with them so I know about their work. That way, when I come back, I can study with them for a week and learn what they do as well.
He’s convinced I am a healer and with a little help, I’d be ready to work with people who desire some healing. That was the lobbying part of the day. Such a nice man and great friend. He has ideas, very clear ideas, for what I should do next if I want to change my work!
I’m thinking and feeling that the way I’ll use healing is through speaking rather than through physical contact with people. I’m ready for that to unfold. Years ago, a friend told me it was time to stop doing “talk teaching” and start doing “talking healing”. Dewa’s casting a vote in that direction as well.