Archive for September, 2011
No Mystery
I was in Monterey at Asilomar speaking over the weekend and my friend Ruby had to leave early on Sunday morning to work a show in Palo Alto. I asked around and one of the attendees mentioned his wife had to be at work in Palo Alto to go to work in the afternoon. I asked if it was possible to catch a ride with them.
They are an amazing family. Lorna is a medical translator at Stanford hospital, Homero is a musician from Peru and their son Edward is passionate about dancing.
It wasn’t long before we were talking about alternative health and Lorna told me she doesn’t believe in taking medication unless there isn’t an alternative.
Homero has had back pain for quite awhile so I was able to use the Laser on his back the entire two hours back to the Bay Area. We talked about using avocados for the leg cramps that Lorna gets and using apple cider vinegar for Homero’s sisters arthritis.
Edward talked about how he went to see a hip hop dancing class and the instructor insisted he join in rather than observe. He put his hand over his heart and moved it in and out like a heart beat.
By the time we got to Palo Alto to drop me off I felt as though we were old friends. Isn’t it amazing at how easy it is to get to know people?
Homero called me on Monday to tell me it was the first day he didn’t have to take pain pills for his back.
I love the era we live in! There is an alternative solution to nearly every possible ailment.
Attention Deficit Disorder
I was speaking in Yuba City earlier today and one of the event coordinators came up to thank me for being there and the message I delivered. She stayed very near as all the attendees approached me and added their own personal reaction to my presentation.
I kept watching her out of the corner of my eye, intuitively knowing there was more to the conversation yet to be said.
About an hour later, we began to pack up the books and CD’s and she asked if she could help, but if you’ve ever known anyone with ADD, you know that things have to be done a certain way, in a certain order and everything has to be in a specific place in order to avoid panic the next time it is to be used.
So when she mentioned her son (35 years old) has severe ADD and has struggled in keeping a job, I could relate. I created multiple systems to keep me on track and always had no less than two and sometimes three people replace me when it was time to leave a job.
But for those who don’t create systems, it is brutal! I struggle with my initial need to help others and offer solutions. Is it part of their process to have to find the answers I had to struggle to find or did I have to struggle to find the answers so I would have the answers to share?
I hope it’s the latter. I gave her the run-down on how I’ve managed with ADD and dyslexia since I was ten years old. No one would ever guess when they get to know me, but I’ll always know.
The fact is, there is a cure for nearly (had to add that word!) everything . . . the journey is what we do to find our own solutions!
