I broke my toe on sunday night, dashing out of bed to calm my daughter from a bad dream, I took the fast way down the stairs and found myself at the bottom, my little toe looking like it was trying to depart from its brothers. After spending a few pre-dawn hours in the emergency room, where a very kind ER doc brought my little toe back into line, I was back home in time to open up my clinic. No broken toe was going to keep me down!
Skip and Lisa had been up visiting that day along with 15 folks who wanted to find out more about CA. What a highlight it was for me to be hosting this event in my own clinic space! I was inspired once more by their teachings and vision of CA. Whatever debates we may all have here on CAN about CA and its future path, I for one, have found a model of practice that feels fantastic — that makes me ecstatic about my work — enough to show up with a broken toe. I love my patients and I love my room! Lately I have been so busy that I scarcely have time to exit for a pee and a drink of water, moving from one patient to the next, watching the clock spin its way through the hours of the day, humming to my favorite music.
I love the look of peace and gratitude I see on my patients just before they are finished with their treatment — rosy cheeks, smiling, awakening from sleep or some distressed state of mind.
Sorry if my posts are overly sentimental and lacking in sarcasm. I guess as a dad of two young children I am prone to it — perhaps I have always been.
A few days before my little toe decided to go south my sister broke her femur when her care-giver fell on her! It is inoperable. I care for 16 people a day on the other side of the continent while others care for her. Your thoughts and prayers are most welcome.
On a more humorous note…this is what I feel like telling many of my clients and some of you on a daily basis! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BYLMTvxOaeE