|I love my job!!!
|flowers with the glory of the air.
In the dim, dark distant long ago, when the sun first bowed to the morning star, this power
spoke and there was life, it quickened the slime of the sea and the dust of the earth and
drove the cell to union with its fellows in countless living forms. Through eons of time it
finned the fish and winged the bird and fanged the beast. Endlessly it worked, evolving its
forms until it produced the crowning glory of them all. With tireless energy it blows the
bubble of each individual life and then silently, relentlessly dissolves the form and absorbs
the spirit into itself again.
And yet you ask "Can chiropractic cure appendicitis or the flu?" Have you more faith in a
knife or a spoonful of medicine than in the power that animates the living world?"
|That is what the innovator and founder of Chiropractic wrote a century ago.
I must say that it sounds eloquent and almost spiritual, but believe it or not, my work has
been so much more for me. You see after I separate the tedious day to day business of
running and managing this office with all its paperwork, trials, and stresses something
almost mystical happens for me. In a word my job is about people. It usually begins with
some ache, pain, or symptom, but it evolves from there. You see when people come to me
they begin with telling me their physical complaints. When they talk about that, they reveal
many things about themselves. We work together to develop a trust, a bond with one
When someone cares, when they try to heal your wounds, you become more open and
honest with that person. So often we travel through life wearing so many masks and
disguises we begin to forget who we really are. Needing help, often gently removes those
masks to reveal a person who like us all, simply needs love. It is remarkable what happens
when someone knows you care.
You see, each of us come in constant contact with what we call
For many, the world is a place that creates an “ eat, or be eaten” mentality. For some this
is the only world they know, a world that has cut, abused, and beat down the human soul.
It causes people to put armor over the scars so as to prevent further wounds from inflicting
them. Soon, they are completely covered in protective armor, but are they truly safe? You
see, although nothing can get in, often times nothing gets out, and the pains of that person
whether it be physical, mental, or spiritual remain trapped inside a shell of armor.
My Chiropractic license along with my faith believes that people essentially are good, and
allows me the opportunity, oftentimes, to slowly peel the armor away.
|this story because even though I have hundreds of other stories that
nutrition, I believe that sometimes the greatest miracles we experience;
the ones that leave a permanent imprint on our soul…
…are not always physical!
|was deteriorating quickly and there was little that could be done. I performed various
adjustments, acupuncture, physio therapy, nutritional protocols but nothing seemed to
make a difference.
Was something happening under the surface of this dis-ease?
As I worked with Josephine over a few months, I was allowed to enter her world, to meet
her husband , her children, and to get to know who she really was. You see, Josephine gave
her whole life to her family and one by one her children left to make their own life. As a
result of many futile requests to visit her, she felt abandoned and alone. Her husband at the
time developed a new interest in watching sports on TV. Essentially for her,
life was over!
She mysteriously developed an advanced form of arthritis which required constant attention
by her husband, and in order to give him a break, each child had to take turns each
weekend to relieve their father. Josephine became the happiest cripple I knew, in a sense,
she regained what she wanted most in life! This was a very strong case where
unconsciously she refused to get better because subconsciously she thought that if she got
better, her family would leave her again! You could say this dis-ease, (although it might
sound cold), was the best thing that ever happened to her! (so it seemed)This is not in any
way to say she wanted this dis-ease or was in anyway consciously creating it, but the body
often times takes on the ills of the mind, or worse yet, the soul.
|was only something that could be done for my pain, I would be so grateful." A little
reluctantly I said “there is, but you might not like it”. “What is it” Josephine quickly asked, “
I will do anything!” .
I said “You need to love your family” .
“ Love my family? No one could possibly love them more than I, what can you mean?”
Now here is when taking the armor off can be quite risky and I must admit I have been
burned on occasion. This is when we as human beings often know we need to say something
but often don’t because of fear. You see it would have been much easier for me to just give
in to her pain , smile, collect my fee, and go home that night, but that’s not why I became a
We all have the ability to heal and if we could pause in this journey of life but for a brief
moment, sometimes we are able to get a rare
glimpse into the human soul.
“ Tell me what it was like when your children left you” I said. Immediately tears began to
fill her eyes as she sobbed and revealed her painful story. Over the weeks of therapy that
followed we talked about her situation and she revealed the layers of hurt that lived under
her skin, in a way, “within her very bones”. She noticed that during this time she began
feeling better, walking more up right, not looking like she was carrying the weight of the
world on her shoulders. In closing, Josephine never got the 100% complete recovery she
wanted, but she will tell you that she got the one she needed. You see she discovered that
to truly love her family she needed to release them. As a result, she did improve to the point
interestingly enough so that her children did not feel the need to come anymore! However,
to her great delight, she discovered that although they did not need to come, they continued
to come out of real love, not because of pity or guilt as they previously did!.