The belief that repressing an illness through drugs is of use to the healing process will come to be seen as harmful rather than beneficial.
Caroline Myss, Ph.D.
Probably not anytime real soon, Ms. Myss. We humans don't like change very much.
But I like to think we have evolved enough as a species to at least consider that reality. Why is it, that we think of energy medicine as "experimental"? The Chinese have practiced some form of it for 8000 years! In contrast, traditional allopathic medicine has far fewer years under its belt.
I seem to be on what might be seen as a quest for healing. I truly never consciously chose this path. Honestly, I have tried for decades now, to just make art and ride horses.That was the plan, plus have a couple kids on the way. Life has made sure that I have never really been able to fully concentrate on those passions as I have nearly always been in some sort of health crisis. Either my own, or a family member's or one of our dear animal companions. I have been a nurse more than an artist or equestrian.
I am not a newbie to energy medicine. I have been a reiki master since 2000. But I am learning some new modalities. Only a week ago I learned a variation on accupressure points and thought therapy called EFT. At first glance, EFT makes most people giggle if not laugh outright. The basic idea is you tap on points on your body while saying affirmations.
Hocus Pocus, right? Bear with me. I have a story.
Here is our cat Ellie.
We used to call her "sweet little Ellie". No one has called her that for a long while. She seemed to change right around 2002 when her best lover cat boyfriend Foxboy died suddenly. She frankly has never been the same. A couple of years after Foxboy died she started picking lots of fights with the other felines of the house. Then, she started to aggressively lick her belly. Until the hair was gone. Until the skin was gone. Until she bled.
The vet said she was allergic. To what we don't know. I saw it as more of an OCD but played the good mother of the patient and applied all creams and lotions, shoved all pills and squirted all liquids down her throat trying to "fix" her with drugs and chemicals. Cortizone shots seemed to work, sort of. For about two or three years we took her in for expensive shots that became less and less effective as time wore on.
The last shot, last summer, didn't
work for one day. In desperation, we tried yet another drug after that that made poor Ellie vomit and
have horrid diarrhea. I was so upset to put her
through making her so sick on top of everything else. I angrily threw that poison in the garbage. (A regular ocurrance for me. Standing at the trash dumping out the contents of expensive pill bottles).
There were no solutions left to try.
We resorted to
poor Ellie having to wear an elizabethan cone collar 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. She has been wearing this for 6 or 7
months. She flat wore out three collars.She was so miserable she even obsessively licked the collar itself. Every day or so I have sat with her, or taken the collar off
for her to try to let her groom or me groom for her with a damp towel. She usually attacked
her belly within seconds, the moment she got the chance.
Its been very very sad.
Well last weekend I took a workshop on EFT. Emotional Freedom Technique, an energy healing modality based upon those aforementioned acupressure points.
One of my first attempts at using the technique was for my poor little miserable Ellie.
After the first EFT session I took the E-collar off she went after her belly after about 5
minutes. I put the collar back on and tried a second time a bit later.
The second time she seemed a little bit calmer, but had to put the
collar back on after about 20 minutes. The next day, I had time to try to come at Ellie's issues from a lot of different
angles. I addressed every kitty emotion I could think of with EFT for 20 minutes. How she missed Foxboy. How those other boy cats annoyed her to no end. How itchy she felt inside her own skin.
Then I took off her collar one more time. She just breathed a really big sigh and promptly took a nap. I watched her like a hawk. She finally woke up and groomed, but normally, not like she was on amphetamines.
Its been almost a week
and I haven't had to put the E-collar on since that 20 minute EFT "tapping" session.. The first night where she was so much better before bedtime
my family thought it was a monumental mistake not to put the collar on
overnight. They all completely expected open bloody wounds this
morning, and every day since actually.... I am happy to report that she is grooming normally and seems amazingly calm.
EFT worked. It flat worked. I still check on her all the time because the change in her is so dramatic its hard to believe.
Wanna piss me off and call it "the placebo effect"? Go ahead make your case. I know EFT just worked. And its not an uncommon story. More and more people are discovering how to help themselves and their pets.
I can't wait to tell my vet.
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