The Slow Hare Wins the Race

The Slow Hare Wins the Race

This is what one of my teachers would always say to encourage us to slow down enough to really sense, hear, notice.  It feels more relevant today than ever before.  Time feels slippery; in one instant feels like I’m wondering through a dream where time has no bounds and on the other, I feel I’m waking, with a start, to a world that has sped past me.  I’ve always had this sense but it has become magnified since returning from Thailand last month; the slow, dreamlike quality of being inside a limitless, incubative creative space, contrasted with all the global events unfurling at breakneck speed.   

Thailand was amazing (of course) filled with learning, un-learning, re-learning and did I mention learning?!  (It also had gibbons, pterodactyls, a serious man on his motorbike at the neighborhood market with his serious dog (that if ‘The Fonz’ were a dog it would have been him), butterfly pea tea, temples, delicious street food, food poisoning, falling through a floor, a few wild boar…and many other savory and not so savory stories).   I studied with some of my favorite teachers in Northern Thailand and then traveled South to study with my structural integration community to then return to Northern Thailand and study some more(!).  And, as usual, I now sit on the other side with more questions and curiosities than I had before my trip.  My heart and head are full and overflowing!!  And while I wish I could be here to announce the dates of my spring/summer classes, I am realizing that some space for integration is desired and necessary before engaging in more teaching.

While I am still super nerdily excited about my upcoming classes and all the mutual learning and fun I anticipate them to bring, I am feeling my focus being split between getting them out into the world and needing that space to integrate, process, grapple with and evolve.  I have been dragging my feet acknowledging this, but I’m reminded of a pact I made with myself:  To never offer anything that my whole heart, mind, body and energy aren’t with 100%.  Right now, whether I wish it or not, I am being pulled in two very different directions.  So I am granting myself space… which also means that all classes will be postponed for the interim.  

I have a feeling of when those classes might reappear, but I also know it would not be helpful or wise to make any predictions right now.  Part of necessary integration for me is sitting with not knowing.  That used to be a frightening place, but I now understand it is a necessary part of evolution…a personal microcosm of what we as a global community are elbows deep in right now…  

 We all revolve at different speeds.  I often find it challenging as a slow mover to accept a pace that is not considered ‘success’ or ‘winning’ or insert whatever other busy word the powers that be would love for us to believe is the true measure of the worth of a person.  Thankfully, I’m beginning to know better…though I still find the need to coach myself to honor my pace.  Anyone else feeling this?

Recently a free-box mug reminded me of this quote from Lao Tzu:

“Nature does not hurry, yet everything is accomplished”

I hope you all are well wherever you dwell, and are finding the balance of doing/creating and granting yourselves the necessary space to integrate.

Big gratitude and appreciation for all my peers serving up some much needed compassion and nervous system space holding for our co-humans!!  Ya’all ROCK!

Looking forward to seeing you on the other side💫

Slothfully yours, 

Lauren

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Continued evolution as a bodywork therapist, instructor – human

I wrote this reflection a few years ago after being asked if I feel it is OK to mix modalities. I thought I would share it here in case it may be of interest or of help to other manual therapists grappling with similar quandaries. To answer that question for myself, I had to go back to the beginning of my journey into this field.

Initially what drew me into the world of massage and bodywork was to 1. be in a position where my job was to help people. My second reason was to have a job that was portable – though this can be true I laugh out loud at my naivety for how unhappy I would be as a traveling massage therapist, not getting to build decade long relationships with my extended massage client family. But whatever, to be honest, in my twenties I prioritized being able to go anywhere in the world and find work – everyone has bodies and all bodies need care after all.

The third reason….I wanted to go into social work but knew I wouldn’t be emotionally suited for this life. I wouldn’t be able to leave my work at work. But I knew I still wanted to be in a place where I could be of service to other humans. OK, this third reason….I had NO idea that the physical body was such a portal into the inner realms…this hadn’t occurred to me. People end up telling me intimate, challenging, sometimes traumatic events they’ve had to journey through. Wow!! I did take that home for a spell….then I realized that if I follow them into the despair they are experiencing I’m not as well suited to give them a steady hand to help assist them back into their bodies; into the present moment. So I learned to simply hold space as cleanly and compassionately as possible. It is not my role to give advice – only to be a compassionate witness and a space holder. I feel extremely honored, humbled and blessed to be trusted enough with the hard stuff.

OK, but I sat down to wade through my thoughts and feelings for the zillionth time on the inner world of my work. During a homework assignment whilst in massage school (get a Tx in a modality you know nothing about) I fell deeply in love with the world of Thai bodywork. It opened so many doors, I learned so much about my body, I felt multidimensional – I felt like I could take on the whole world! I want to share this!! So began that lifelong passion and journey now into it’s 18th year as I write this.

My first job out of massage school was at a high end spa where the notion of ‘deep tissue’ was simply to push harder, regardless of addressing outer most layers/ having time for the body to interpret and instruct the session. One hour, and you MUST get the whole body or you will hear about it, and it better be ‘deep tissue’. Most of the clients seemed to still be hanging on to the archaic and imho damaging mantra of “No Pain No Gain”. It hurt my body and spirit to work like this – I was being instructed to work against my client’s bodies and not with them, but I was too green to understand the difference. I thought, I’m not cut out for this work. But alas I was several thousands of dollars and hours in, so what could I do? I was told that a condition of keeping my job would be to take some ‘deep tissue’ CE’s. OK, I looked at workshops coming up at my massage school and so blessed and fortunately did I accidentally come across the path of Til Luchau and his structural integration work! It was intriguing! He taught us how to work with humans, not just bodies. Though his style is not suited to that type of no pain no gain spa style, turns out I wasn’t either.

OK hang in there with me, I’m coming to the point soon….

I eventually learned my own language, developed my voice as a massage therapist. Though I had taken CE’s in other modalities along the way – Thai and structural ended up calling me again and again. As time went on, I was able to leave the world of employed LMT and enter into the world of self-employed LMT. I had the freedom to arrange my sessions and my work in whatever way I wanted. At first I offered ‘Thai mat work’ and ‘Table work’ (I didn’t know what to call it, as the tendrils of both modalities were entering into each session). When I would work on the mat, I would try to leave out the structural integration work I’d learned from Til – yet, you know, there’s a lot of crossover!! Some things I learned from Traditional Thai I would later learn through Til’s lens, and vice versa. Different semantics, different theories, different lenses, same technique – same same but different! After I really grasped the intention behind the techniques, I began to adapt techniques in both modalities to suit my own unique body’s challenges and strengths and then I began to see that while some of the techniques looked wildly different, the intentions were the same; once again, same same but different. This was a wonderful epiphany but also super confusing and challenging. I’d find myself wanting to bring out a certain technique, but depending on the session the client had asked for I’d hesitate and be like ‘darn, wrong modality. Could have been super helpful for them but….’

I began to see how incredibly ridiculous and silly that way of thinking was and that it went completely against my first intention for being in this field. I still felt I needed…permission…guidance. I asked one of my teachers in Thailand if they felt it was OK that I mix things learned elesewhere within Thai bodywork. The simple response that came simultaneous made me feel silly for even asking the question and clarified everything for me:

«Does it help your client?»

All healing modalities are evolving, living, breathing entities. We learn more and more about humans all the time, the world and all its’ elements are in a constant state of flux, the way we use our bodies and brains must adapt – all the traditional art forms also evolve. They were not born complete universes unto themselves from a speck of stardust. They have been woven through thousands of years with the influence of the being on the earth and inhabiting a human body and observing our elements inner play in relation to the external world.

I mean no disrespect by blending different healing arts lenses into the way I approach my work. Quite the contrary! I have utmost respect for both of these healing worlds which are whole and unique and wonderful unto themselves.

I am steeped in the deepest gratitude for my teachers and their lineages – I will shout them out loud and clear and make their influences known.

I am only a human with the an intention to help other humans. That is what keeps me here. That is what drives my nerdy unquenchable thirst to learn as much as possible, to stay present, open and curious, and to bring the tools and gifts I have to diversify the languages I’m able to communicate in with my clients/ students/ self.

Wearing a Global Pandemic in a Backpack

Wearing a Global Pandemic in a Backpack

This pandemic is calling forth the voices of so many teachers. One of my teachers, Ajahn Pichest, in Northern Thailand is often present with me and especially now in these chaotic days. The first time I went to study with him, I would find myself wondering, “when are we going to get to the substance of what we are here to learn? when are we going to get to the mats?” (we were there to ‘learn Thai massage’). We’d sit with him for hours while he would repeat phrases and stories again and again — crazy mantras that seemed to be half in english, half an ancient forgotten language . Some of the mantras were familiar and made sense, others I didn’t understand at that time, and even some of them I have yet to grasp today. Many of the students left on the first or second day, never to return. I didn’t judge them and, if I am being completely honest with myself, I had thoughts of disappearing too. We were there to “learn Thai massage”, none of which many of us, on that first day, could grasp, that was exactly what we were learning….and so much more.

At the end of the first day – still no one went to the mats, we all just sat around him taking in his mantras, listening to the sound of the huge fans straining to cool the hot and sticky room, phrases becoming a constant backdrop like ocean waves or traffic. I knew I was being prepared for something that reached far beyond the realm of the Thai healing arts. When I came back to Portland, I felt like I knew nothing about Thai massage and bodywork. All my clients were eager for me to bust open the mastery I had honed, and I felt like I knew less than I did before my trip. I think in part that was because it was illuminated for me that I knew far less than I believed I did. The waves would take some time to settle in through my bones and flow out into my practice…a perpetual evolution.

The other day one of his constant mantras, “uh oh, BACKPACKA!! too much thinking!! HEADACHE!! Feeeel – do!”  came to life in an unmistakable way:

I had just shut down my practice in the face of the pandemic. As I imagine we all did collectively, I felt completely rudderless. Not knowing what to do my husband Daniel and I just needed to walk. Perhaps 100 steps in or less I told him that my shoulders were hurting and asked if he wouldn’t mind carrying my backpack for me.  He looked at me a little confused and a bit concerned and said, “Um, you’re not wearing a backpack”.  I laughed out loud!! I heard my teachers voice so clearly “BACKPACK!! Headache!! Too much thinking!!”  I knew that I was indeed wearing a backpack but it was the mental kind – heavier than any made with canvas and zipper.   

Well, that was a major wake up call.  So what to do?  Our bodies and minds are intrinsically connected!!

I unplug completely for a spell, I return to body-mind practices. I sit in the sun with my feet in the grass and tune in to my surroundings. To the front of me, warmth on my skin from the sun’s light. To the back of me – the sound of hammer and nails, someone’s work or hobby, and a gentle breeze raising the hairs on the back of my neck. To the right of me – my cat Murphy sitting beside me following a winged bug flying from flower to flower in the grass. To the left of me – the scent from my neighbors cherry blossom and clematis on the gentle wind, below me; the grass and earth rising up to support my feet. Above me – the endless blue sky. I breathe in deeply; my body expanding. I surrender the breath back out; my body softening. I feel my heartbeat slow and sync with the rhythm of my breath. I come into the rest of the day more connected to the stillness, the foundation of being that is always there, in each of us.

Little by little I’m unpacking the backpack – it’s a daily practice and some days I must start all over but it is a worthwhile practice.

May we all find moments of great peace in these times. May we all find ways of helping others. May we all find the strength to ask for help. May we all find moments of joy and laughter. May we all be safe from harm. May we all find our own ways of putting down the backpack.