I used to be plagued by the standard symptoms of PTSD for years. Despite knowing what was going on with me--my background as treatment provider made it impossible to not know--I didn't begin any kind of treatment until my early 30s. I went to therapist after therapist looking for someone who would 'fit' me, 'get'... Continue Reading →
What if it really is “In Between the Stories”?
Inspired by Rumi, blog posts about hate, love and god; and 24 hours steeped in connection with all that is. In Between Stories ~ Rumi Did you hear that? It’s the man who was looking for treasure. He wants me to finish his story. You didn’t hear him? Then, he must be inside me yelling,... Continue Reading →
A Taste of my own Medicine, Self-Worth & Pissin’ People Off
Every now and again, I feel the need to get a taste of my own medicine. When I do that, I click around and find out when and where Panache Desai is going to be. This time it was Black Mountain, North Carolina. What's little road trip? Only seven hours between here and there, right?... Continue Reading →
Spiritual Naivety?
There are those who think of me as 'merely' naive when it comes to things of spirit. Here, I ask they consider their own limitation of expression that appears bound by others' ideas & ideals. The string of logic posed by quite a few is that I've not studied spiritualism, metaphysics, any aspect of any... Continue Reading →
Inspired by Fucking-Sharing a Twitter experience of Being Ing (Get it? Be-Ing?)
Unknot the knickers, unpinch the panties; it's not in the nikked sense of the word, it's in the George Carlin sense. Not exactly rated-G but not porn. So, I had an inspirational experience this morning on Twitter. Because it's one way I communicate w/ the world and because I believe in putting all of me... Continue Reading →
Finding my voice
Simplicity seems to baffles many folks. Because we want to understaaand stuff. The hows of stuff. The whys of stuff. How does it fit with what I think I already know? Which box of life-data do I put this information in so that it makes sense to me? This concept has become stronger over the course... Continue Reading →
What ifs and why fors…food for thought.
The other day I was struck with a string of questions. They didn't necessarily emerge from any real, in-depth thought. Not things I've been ruminating on but they just came in a burst. A rather long one but what are you gonna do? Turn it off? Methinks not. So I put pen to paper and... Continue Reading →
So how does this healing stuff work, exactly?
A woman who called the other day to see about scheduling an appointment asked that question. She's feeling like one hot mess and wanted to know if I could help. She'd heard about me through local gossip (free marketing, anyone?) and wanted to know how this "stuff" works, "exactly". I dunno exactly. Here's... Continue Reading →
What the…? How the…?
This note is in response to a few people asking me how all of this new 'stuff', this healing gift came to be. The question generally comes from those who knew me 'way back when' and the idea of who I was in the past meshing with the new just doesn't seem to connect. How... Continue Reading →
