There is a degree of mystery by which we find our way to things, places, people - this interests me. Often life does not take the shape we expect, or, if we are stubborn, and we are all a little bit stubborn, the shape we insist on. It might take a long time to recognize our process is a dialogue with the body. This is mysterious.  

Most of my life I've been working with chronic illness and finding my feet. I use art, science, story.  We have different definitions for what those things are: illness, art, science, feet. Cranio has supported me in my efforts to make sense of my experience while also nurturing a capacity to listen to patterning in the nervous system. As patterns surfaced with more questions or more symptoms, disturbances in both the body and in the daily activities of living, the techniques of craniosacral therapy provided access to the body’s knowing and uncovered assumptions and desires about what that knowing is or where it is located. This was consistent with a process that before I'd only experienced in art. 

The healing potential in this practice is immensely beautiful. Healing is another word that invites definition. It asks for dialogue, patience, and experience - life experience - we all have that.  We make our way.

Enter stillness.