Therapy Without Words

With every ending there is also a beginning. Destruction clears a path for creation and new things to emerge. And so it will be.

In March 2013 a friend connected me with Dr. David Mehler, a gifted healer who practices a form of chiropractic care called Network Spinal Analysis, or Network Care. Ever since, I have been receiving care from Dr. David as a member of his practice.

A Space for Healing

In his candle-lit office just south of the Flatiron building, David created sacred space for healing. In his space I learned to experience my emotions in their fullest expression in my body. I connected with myself and with other sacred souls.

In every way that matters, this has been a home to me. I found a family here that accepted me as I was.

In this space, I was seen, heard and permitted to fully express myself as I could do nowhere else.

An Ending

After 20 years of practicing Network Care, Dr. David is closing the doors to his practice to focus on his soul’s next sacred calling. Tonight was the last night. And I was the last person checked in this space.

And a Beginning

With every ending there is beginning. I, too, am stepping into my higher calling, expanding my practice to embrace more speaking and coaching, and preparing to birth my sacred programs that will offer their own form of healing.

My sacred work has grown from seeds planted in the space David created at Vikaz.

Tonight I allowed myself to take a break from my work and be in my experience.

I allowed the emotions to flow through me as I grieved the closing of one chapter and welcomed the opening of the next portal.

It’s hard to articulate the impact Dr. David has had on my life. As I reflected, these words emerged. I offer them as they are.

Therapy Without Words

In this space, my armor cracked open.
Piece by piece, I shed layers.
Until I was raw
and exposed.
And then the real work began.

I learned to breathe.
To cry
To feel
To move
To open.

In this space
I learned to experience
All the emotions I never felt.
And all I had felt
but never acknowledged.

I learned where they were in my body.
To hold them
and to release them.

They emerged
in a steady stream of tears.
In cackles of laughter.
In shouts of anger and pain.

And with them, so too, I.

This was a space
where I was free to express
the rawness of my being.
As I carved the path
of my healing.

No hiding.
No suppressing.
No pretending.

No instructions to
tone it down or
get a grip or
keep it together.

No outburst was too out there
No cry was too loud
No emotion was too much.

No labels like manic or
out of control or
unhinged.

The only rules were
feel it and
be in the experience of it.

In this space
I was not a patient,
I was a member.
I belonged.

As you were. As you are.
Your presence is enough.
You are enough.

I lay on the table
disrobed and disarmed
as the layers that protected me
peeled away.

I was exposed
in my most vulnerable state
and in my rawest form.
Naked,
yet fully clothed.

It was often uncomfortable
sometimes painful.
Yet there was no suffering.

Only healing.
Growth.
Becoming.

In this space
I learned
to feel my heart
to hear my soul
to see my truth.

I unlocked my spine.
I unchained my soul.
I unleashed my spirit.

In this space
I was held
and healed.

I connected.
I aligned.
I opened.

Every beginning is an ending,
and every ending a beginning.

Tonight, in the final moments
in this sacred space.

Full circle
on a journey of
healing.

I feel it all
Grief. Sadness. Joy.
Gratitude. Love. Oneness.

The candles are blown out.
The tables are folded.
The door closes behind us.

And like a butterfly
from the chrysalis

I emerge.