Gallstones. I have heard about them through different sources but I never really had an opportunity to actually work with someone who was experiencing the horrific after effects of having her gallstones removed through surgery.

        She is my regular clients' daughter in law who works two jobs as a very stressed out young woman in her early twenties. For quite some time now my client Linda has been trying to get her daughter in law Maria to have a massage session with me but for some reason it just never happened. She works allot and is too busy I kept hearing, she just doesn't have the time.

      After several months of hearing Linda speak about Maria's' on going complaints of gallbladder pain and suffering I finally got the phone call I had been hoping for months before. Unfortunately it wasn't quite the message I wanted to hear. I listened intently as Linda described to me an all too common alternative to holistic therapy and natural healing.

     Pain. It hurts her Linda said to me, as her voice crackled into the telephone. It was as if she too was consuming allot of painful emotional and spiritual energy of her daughter in law's recent gallstone surgery. It had been just a week earlier that this young woman had been in surgery for ten hours as her Doctor removed her gallstones that had slowly been accumulating in her body over time. Without hesitation I packed up everything I could and arrived at Linda's' house about thirty minutes later. As I slowly walked over to the couch I looked down at Maria and it was as if a warm inviting Motherly kind of love engulfed me in such a way that I was now ready to do what needed to be done. I continued to listen to Maria speak about her traumatic ordeal of experiencing surgery at such a young age. As she pulled back her robe and showed me her scar with traces of dryed iodine still on her skin I could feel her inner soul speak to me with such a profound feeling of being violated and hurt deep within her core.

       It just wasn't natural. She could only lie down on her side as I ever so gently massaged her shoulders and lower back latissimus muscles. As I slowly began to merge within her energy field the Motherly love was once again submerging but now it had embraced us both. Can you massage my wrists? she asked with such a tender voice. I had understood more fully that what was transpiring was not just a massage session of being educated on a physical level of reality but had reached far into an aspect of healing that only celestial wings of love could have taken us there. As I smoothed out the stagnate dark energy that lingered in her aura as sadness, a brightness submerged bringing about a newly resurrected more centered woman.

        I feel so much better she said. I really feel good. As a massage therapist and energy healer hearing those words can bring about such a feeling of inner gratitude and peace beyond words. It is in giving that we too receive in such a profound way that it could only come about in a natural holistic manner. Nothing will ever compare to the vision of a client and friend being elevated from the bondage's of a deep rooted pain into the light of knowing self once again.

The names have been changed to respect and protect my clients.