Title: Osho Rebalancer

Gender: Female

Age: 55

Sun Sign: Leo

Chinese Sign: Wood Horse

Location: Orillia, ON

I am a Rebalancer, trained in India at the Osho Multiversity, and this form of therapy suits the kind of person I am… there is a tremendous amount of freedom, unlimited potential for expansion and discovery - so many different ways to work - emotionally, physically, soulfully, psychologically, and all together it works so sweetly. I also am a Tibetan Pulsing Healing practitioner, and have run a small healing lodge about 2 hours from Toronto since 1997. I live in the wilds of Canada on a river with my son.
I have traveled extensively over the years, and for the past few have been very content to stay put and let roots grow. This is quite new for me, and I owe much of this process of staying rather than going, to the existence of my earth boy, Ben.

I long to be undressed in love.
Undressed and undone, finally…
Perhaps the beloved also walks embodied
Who is the portal, the gateway
To what I already know:
this yet again one more excuse
To be waiting fruitlessly for
the banquet to reveal itself to me,
When there is the table, set,
waiting only for me to feast.

What would it be like to have no restrictions? To speak without edit? To embark on an escapade or a journey and then decide freely that you wanted to disembark… To choose what you want without fear of judgment? To change your mind halfway through without remorse or apology? What would it be like to give yourself half a chance; to say all right, I don’t know what the fuck I want but I’m going to say yes instead of no, and see what arrives as a result. To be open to possibility, potential and be grateful for whatever comes even when it isn’t what you envisioned. It doesn’t have to be a “lesson” or a task, just part of life’s multi-coloured fabric. Does your “life” depend on your decision? What’s the worst that could happen? When we insist life be a certain way, that we impose some idea of what it means to be “happy” or “fulfilled” - by setting that goal in front of ourselves we can miss the gift of what lies in our very hands. If we sit with one another wishing that the future or the past were otherwise we miss that possibility of true intimacy. What if we get in our sturdy little canoes with our lovely hand-crafted paddles and launch ourselves headlong into the rapids of life? If we crash, we crash… we can set out into the woods to build another craft, can’t we? And in the meantime we had that exquisite experience of the thrill of riding the rapids… and we shall surely leave our body one day - exit this home and be off on perhaps some other exhilarating adventure… or maybe not. Maybe then it will be quiet and peaceful; and a whole lot of nothing… I just think that we should be here while we’re here. The world may not be our oyster, but it is certainly available to us to make of what we will - to feast or fast depending on our predilection. Either way it doesn’t really matter… either way is fine… why should it matter what we choose? We have a container, our container; this body, and it belongs to us alone… let’s take a risk and live.

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