The weather report calls what is happening with rain and storms in our area as an atmospheric river. Each day I go out between breaks and try to set some dry seed out and clean up any debris. There are close to a hundred Lesser Goldfinch and Pine Siskin along with the regular tribe gathering at our fence and feeders and the old apple tree is filled with teaming life and chatter. An ornithologist, when I express my concern about feeding them, lets me know that I am supplementing their diet and not to worry but these tiny beings that are happy the diner is open. Her comment made me laugh since it is like fast food for them and for me.
In the evening we drive across town to an appointment for me for bodywork on my healing shoulder injury. We arrive on the edge of the ocean when we reach that part of town by the lighthouse on West Cliff Drive and the sky is wild and gray with gale winds. The forecast exclaimed that the winds could be up to 60mph. The gulls slide and turn in and out of the wind to get close to the ocean to fish, the pelicans form their sturdy line and move through their element as the waves rise up thirty feet as the foam flies off and bounces against our car window. Wave after wave is cruising in thick heavy masses of ocean sea. It is truly dramatic. People get out of their cars and howl as they try and take pictures with hair flying and clothes flapping. Everyone is relishing this storm and amazing to see people standing in the strong wind running in and out of their cars to snap a photo. One woman has long red hair that whips straight up in the wind as if she is being pulled up to join the birds.
At my appointment my friend and teacher checks in with me then she has me sit to help me organize my moves in a conscious way to help break the patterns of carry and lift, sit and contract with my body. After this she work on chair and floor has me go to the table and layers me with gauze and warm blankets as I drift into the atmospheric river of her touch. Immediately I feel how my body is meeting her intuitive touch and intelligence in unison with body: I am as they say, “in good hands.”
For several years her hands have guided my body and me into myself and into the ease of fluidity. She travels her own path and met her challenges in her life with the intelligence of this work in movement classes with many people throughout the years along with this intimate and strong practice with her clients. I hear the storm quiet outside as I absorb the healing action moving like a wave in my whole being.
Like this husky I see at the beach.