All posts filed under: Healing

I hate you! No, I don’t.

Over the past few weeks I have repeatedly found myself in this almost unbearable state of frustration. Some seemingly minor activity that wasn’t working the way I wanted to would bring up this intense anger. I invariably found myself pushing harder to get the task done while yelling at myself in my head. ” I hate you! This sucks! It’s never going to work! I am such a failure! etc, etc ” And then the fact that I got so angry over ‘nothing’ made me feel more upset with myself. After a little while the feeling would pass, leaving my puzzled about why it had come up in the first place. Having done a fair bit of soul growing I just left it sitting there on the side table of my mind. A curiosity that I hoped my future self would better understand. Today I was at the gym doing some pushups against the wall. I could feel the muscles in my shoulder aching and was displeased by how weak it felt. “I hate you!” …

Grandmother Cottonwood

Cottonwood buds, the first harvest of the new year. I walked in the cold winter sun out to visit Grandmother Cottonwood. One tall, ancient one surrounded by millions of younger sprouts all interconnected and intertwined under the soft marshy ground of the Sandy River Delta. My fourth year of going forth and gathering the bounty dropped by these giants when they hold their wintry dances in the wild, blowing wind. Water and earth grow tall, hold the riverbank together and then coaxed by the wind throw off gifts for the people. And what sweet gifts they are laying like a pile of discarded antlers on my kitchen table. The resinous buds full of antibacterial and antimicrobial compounds the bark astringent aspirin like. Even the bees know to use this medicine, gathering copious amounts of it to be transformed into Propolis. The thick reddish goop they use to seal their hive against invaders of all sizes. Bacteria, mice, even the wind itself is pushed out. It was a strange sight this time to visit Cottonwood. Blackberry …

imagine yourself …

Imagine yourself standing in a clearing. Green grass, soft moss under your feet. A circle of trees around you. Comforting, protecting, watching over you. Breathe deep, inhaling the sweet smell of forest, the life from all around you. You may notice some familiar trees nearby, Cedar, Maple, Hawthorne, Doug Fir or perhaps others you have no name for, but they feel like kin. A little closer are the flowers and bushes surrounding you, gently merging with the edge of the clearing. Imagine you can see the roots from the tall trees, the shrubs, the flowers and grass all growing down and out, entwined with each other and the fugal micelium that connects them all. You too are connected.  You may not have physical roots, but your energy comes out in lines and waves, like little rootlets all around you. Bigger ‘roots’ extend from your palms, the soles of your feet the tip of your spine, the top of your head, those energy centers throughout your body refered to as chakras. Tune into them now, feel …

Nourishing Families

Catherine Klebl is Nourishing Families Food, herbs and healing touch – raising children of all ages to their highest potential Food deeply effects the way we think and feel. Allergies, mood swings, behavioral issues, body weight, low energy, food cravings and so much more can be vastly impacted by making simple shifts in diet. I help individuals, families, pets asses their eating patterns, develop new strategies that match their life style and implement theses in small steps. This may include meal planning, cooking classes, shopping excursions or keeping a diet diary. We can tailor to your needs based on my two decades of studying and eating natural, whole foods including fermentation, ancestral wisdom, Paleo, raw foods, macrobiotics, vegan/ vegetarian, gluten or sugar free. Medicinal Plants offer gentle support and nourishment to our bodies as we move through the challenges of daily life. Colds, fevers, the flu, wounds, infections, broken bones, gum disease, allergies, stress, insomnia, lack of energy and other ailments are eased and our recovery is sped up through the use of herbal formulas. …

The next step

It's been a long time since I posted. Summer has been a time of change and personal growth and now I find myself at a new crossroads. The nanny job I have been greatly enjoying is coming to a close. The question presents itself of where to focus next. After much deliberation I come to the conclusion that this is the great opportunity to focus on stepping out into the world more actively as a healer. What a daunting and delightful prospect. There are three main modalities that I see myself practicing. Energy healing based on my decade as a Reiki Master, my connections with plant Spirit Medicine, the healing channels I am opening through the meditation practices of Swami Kaleshwar and lastly the sounds that come through me which stem from no formal training but never the less deeply impact the folks who feel it. Nutrition Coaching based on my experiments with vegetarian, vegan, raw, macrobiotic, Paleo and other aspects of whole, organic food eating as well as almost twenty years of avidity studying …

Feeling like I could cry all day

There is something about heart opening that is heart breaking. Some days I just wander around feeling like I could cry any minute. No particular reason, and all the ones one might imagine, personal and universal. Breathe deep, feel fully, let go, move on. What else is there to do? To rest in the knowledge that another of life's bumps has passed safely through me and enjoy the crispness it lends the world   Posted with Blogsy

Wise Woman Spiral

I begin at the center, says the wise woman seer. I come from the chaos and the completeness at the center of the spiral. I am vital, moving, growing, unrestricted in resources, as I am born in the Wise Woman tradition. In the natural flow of my expansion and enrichment, I encounter pain; I lose control; I die. In the natural flow of my curiosity and play, I discover joy and wisdom. I am born. Pain is inevitable, suffering is optional. When I hurt (when my heart hurts, when my head hurts, when my shoulders hurt) I nourish myself: I nourish my heart, my head and my shoulders. I nourish myself and am strengthened, transformed and deepened; my vibrational rate increases. I expand. I open my spiral. I ask myself, ” How can I make this problem my ally? What is the gift of health/ wholeness/ holiness here?” I gain energy with each sickness or problem. My range of resonance and my capacity to receive and to share increases every time I encounter pain and …

Reclaiming Memories

The last relationship I was in was full of amazing spiritual experiences, divine insights, connections with plants and songs. It was also, particularly towards the end, extremely painful. Even though it ended many months ago the memories are regularly triggered. I pulled the Self Heal, Prunella vulgaris, tincture off my shelf to take some for my arm. As vivid as if it were yesterday the memory came back to me of how we stood in that field at sunset, the meadow spread out before us and the forest with our campsite behind. The remains of golden sunlight hung in the air, a cool breeze washed over standing my hair on end. We paused in silence for a while, each of us connecting to the energy of the place and the spirit of the plant.

Welcome back, Cat

Life has been an incredible journey through uncharted territory these past few weeks. I can’t really begin to explain the experience of meditating with Swami Kaleshwar‘s energy and long time students for the Guru Purnima celebration last week. Suffice it to say that I’ll be digesting it for a while. Perhaps someday I’ll have something good to write about it. In a strange twist of life I am stuck at home doing just that as I fell ice skating on Sunday. I hit my head and dislocated my right shoulder. So now I am at home resting, healing and eating and catching up on my herb school homework. For breakfast I had this lovely gyro lamb patty, from New Season’s market. It’s on a bed of thinly sliced sautéed collards with a side of onion, carrot and burdock, a fried egg and a scoop of beet/ cabbage kraut. I washed it all down with a nice glass of duck broth. Yum, yum. For lunch I had a salad with garden greens and flowers. Being careful …

Honoring the Mother

The Mother wants to give her child everything. Everything the child asks for, needs or simply would be delighted by. But the child must also be polite. By polite I don’t mean saying the right words, like please and thank you. Deep politeness is a way of being – respectful, humble, grateful – acknowledging that what you receive is so much more than you can ever give back. This attitude, this sharing of love is what makes the work of the mother a joy. We must practice to be polite with our mothers. Our human mothers, our mother earth. We must show our children how to respect us, our wives, our elders, our planet. And how do we do that best? First we do it by honoring ourselves. We honor our bodies by feeding them well, resting, moving. We honor our hearts by loving, playing, saying nice things to and about ourselves. We honor our personal space and time by having and holding clear boundaries. We honor our creativity by giving it room to express …