Author: Debra Basham

  • Acupuncture

    Sacred Stories

    Her husband was in rehab. He had not yet regained bowel function, was bloated, toxic, terribly uncomfortable, and growing frustrated with the unsuccessful treatment: stool softener, laxative, suppository. “You would think a progressive hospital like this would have acupuncture available,” she lamented.

    That was noon.

    At 7:00 pm, she received a call from a client she had been playing phone tag with. The client was glad to make contact, hoping to schedule an appointment. “Unfortunately, my calendar is at home, and I am at Mary Free Bed hospital with my husband.”

    “Oh, that is such a wonderful facility. My niece was there for rehab and she did great. I will say, it was the acupuncture that really helped her,” the client chimed in.

    “Acupuncture?” she inquired.

    “Oh, yes, they offer acupuncture at the Wege Institute connected to the hospital,” was the response.

    Her husband had acupuncture the next day, and had a normal bowl movement after just one treatment.

    Every day since her husband had been moved to rehab, she had parked in the lot right next door to the Wege Institute.

    What we need is probably always closer to us than we might think….
    wege

  • Three Days without Anxiety Medication!

    In September, 2014, I quoted John Lennon in my Wholesome Thought: “Everything will be okay in the end. If it’s not okay, it’s not the end.”

    His words are still true today.

    Since the first of May this year, I have been on a wild ride triggered by the intersection of an impending life insurance physical, and my having participated in the 2016 Listen to Your Mother Southwest Michigan.

    Tonight, I am very thankful for each of the steps along the way. Yes, grateful for the spike in my blood pressure, for the EKG and the CT scan. For sure, grateful for Brandi Smith, the Nurse Practitioner who has been patient and trusting with me—helping me be more patient and trusting with myself.

    “Discovering Our Capacity to Love” in Mindfulness in Action (page 11), Chögyam Trungpa Rinpoche writes:

    We shouldn’t discount our willingness, that potential, that powerful seed of gentleness. That element of gentleness exists in every being. We don’t have to be embarrassed about it or try to hide it. We can afford to acknowledge and cultivate gentleness and, first of all, to treat ourselves better. If we don’t appreciate ourselves, we have no ground to work with ourselves.

    After the insurance company reported that my blood sample had been corrupted, questioned details in my records from 2012 that had not been followed up on with approved Western Medicine, then offered me a high rate without waiting for the results of the follow up tests, I asked the agent to contact the company and ask for a reconsideration. They offered me a good rate. I am grateful about that.

    I fully agree with Joseph Conrad’s words in Heart of Darkness, “One can’t live with one’s finger everlastingly on one’s pulse.” Three months have gone by quickly while feeling like a lifetime. One quarter of one year. A third the time it took me to develop in my mother’s womb. It is a brief time compared to what some people deal with. For now, it is the end of this dance with anxiety. For now, everything is okay.

    I have learned a lot of valuable things about myself, about fear related to medical procedures, and about the importance of being mindful what I am thinking and how I am breathing (or not).

    From Three Steps to Awakening A Practice for Bringing Mindfulness to Life, by Larry Rosenberg with Laura Zimmerman:

    Minutes can you go by until you realize you’re lost in mind. One advantage of the whole-body approach is that although there’s a gap between breaths, the body is still there, sitting. You’re aware of this until the next breath emerges. It gives the mind something tangible to hold onto in the present moment.

    Using whole-body awareness, you’re learning to become intimate with the raw, naked experience of bodily life. As you do that, you’re emphasizing the first foundation of mind, “the body in the body.” (p. 32)

    It felt as thought I was facing the human fear of death. We know we will die at some point. I know I am a soul (eternal) temporarily housed in a body (temporal). I recognize each moment as precious. Every day you have to enjoy this amazing event called LIFE is a blessing.

    I have learned to notice grasping and aversion—being aware that I consider some things uncomfortable, unpleasant, unwanted and other things comfortable, pleasant, and desired. I may even call them good or bad. It is vital to be able to relax into whatever is happening. That is what mindfulness practice is all about.

    I wonder if I have been able to navigate this process more gracefully because of my yoga and meditation practice. Of course, there is no way to prove that.

    Say only, I am now three days without anxiety medication…. Grateful, grateful, grateful!

  • Honey

    Sacred Stories

    It was the first roof-top wedding at the resort. The day was sunny and warm. The guests were gathered, waiting for the sunset ceremony. A bee buzzed around. The groom said, “It’s been here all afternoon.”

    While reading these words, “Although physical bodies pass away, Love is eternal. We recognize and welcome all who gather here today in body and in spirit. Each offers a contribution to this celebration and adds a unique blessing upon this marriage. Today, the bride will be married in her grandmother’s wedding ring” a bee flew under the eyeglasses of the minister. It did not sting, it just stayed there on the eyelid, until the glasses were removed to set the bee free.

    The bride’s grandmother’s nickname?

    Honey!

    Watch for the messages you receive each day from nature.

  • The Three Injunctions

    The Three Injunctions

    The thee injunctions, by Brugh Joy, have been trying to come to my mind. Joy’s Way: A Map for the Transformational Journey. An Introduction to the Potentials for Healing with Body Energies was required reading when I was doing my training in Healing Touch™.
    Out for my bike ride this morning, I just had to stop to search for it. That feeling was so urgent, I stopped at the top of a hill, under a tree, and put in “Brugh Joy release the need to.” 
    A blog post with the reference to the three injunctions came up.
    From the blog:
    In the third chapter of the book, Brugh describes a cosmic experience of a woman who came to talk with him about her challenges in life. A few months earlier, she had been walking along a beach, saw an iridescent light, and heard a booming voice deliver three injunctions. She thought she was going mad. The voice said, slowly and repetitively, “‘There are three injunctions for you. Pay attention to them. Make no comparisons; make no comparisons. Make no judgments; make no judgments. Delete your need to understand; delete your need to understand.’” (p. 59)

    Make no comparisons. Make no judgments. Delete your need to understand. 

    No wonder my soul wanted me to remember the three injunctions!

    This is the heading on the home page of that blog: 

    snip-brugh joy

    OMG!

    Diagnosed with gallbladder cancer? 

    OMG!

    A rare and aggressive form of cancer with a poor prognosis? 

    OMG!

    Information hard to find? 

    OMG!

    Physical and emotional implications?

    OMG!

    Exploring the spiritual implications of receiving a life threatening diagnosis?

    OMG!

    Yesterday morning I underwent a CT scan of my gallbladder because of a notation about an 8mm nodule on my gallbladder in the records the CT scan I had done in 2012, prior to having a hysterectomy to remove an abdominal mass. I just found out about the CT notation in the records last week, related to an on-going application for a life insurance policy. 

    Today, I am feeling anxiety about the test results.

    Now home from my ride, I open today’s Loving Reminder from Betty Lue: 

    The fear or anxiety we feel tells me that something is not quite “right” about what we believe.

    The peace and calm we feel tells me that I am “on purpose” and expressing what I want to believe.

    The guilt we have about being separate from the highest Good, is often the anxiety we feel.
    Intentionally receiving all the abundance of love as I wait….

    P.S. This evening I received the CT results – nothing to worry about! 

    May all beings come to the end of suffering….

  • Lifeguard

    Sacred Stories

    He was walking on the local pier with some friends.

    St. Joseph North Pier Lights in St. Joseph Michigan 707855
    St. Joseph North Pier Lights in St. Joseph Michigan 707855

    Several guys, slightly older than he and his friends, jumped off the pier into the water. One started going down! Others were calling out that they could not swim.

    His friends did just what he knew not to do. They jumped in to try to save the others.

    He did what he had been trained to do: grab a life ring and toss it to the person in the water so you can pull that person to safety from your own stable position.

    Interestingly, he had just learned that in lifeguard training the previous day….

    Coincidence or divine timing, call it what you will.

  • End to Violence

    End to Violence

    Two days after my Insight’s Article was published in the Herald Palladium (See “Unthinkable”), violence shattered our usually serene hometown, Saint Joseph, Michigan. This concert was held overlooking the bluff, less than a block away from the Berrien County Courthouse where two bailiffs died yesterday. Our community does not suffer alone. Dallas. St. Louis. Sandy Hook. How do we make sense of such violence?

    concert
    This morning I listened to a TED talk by David Steindle-Rast, the Catholic Benedictine monk who founded Gratefulness.org. Today is his 90th birthday and the 19th anniversary of my ordination as a Minister of Reunion.

    Brother David’s words words echo the thoughts in my own heart: “If you are grateful, you are not fearful, and if you are not fearful, you are not violent.”

  • Become a Priest

    Sacred Stories

    She purposely avoided engaging with the man entering the church just as she was leaving. She had never seen him before, and she was in a hurry to meet someone.

    She pushed on the door. It did not budge.

    Assuming that the right side door was locked already, her thought was to step left to go out the door the stranger had just entered.

    Although you might think she made this up, or that she was delusional, she knows when she is being “stopped in her tracks” by God.

    “Go find that man who just came in, and give him a message for me. Tell him I want him to become a priest.”

    Following that inner guidance, she found the man and gave him the message. He was moved to tears and thanked her.

    As she left the building and was about to get into her car, her cell phone rang. It was the friend she was scheduled to meet.

    Her friend excitedly exclaimed, “The most amazing thing just happened! I was with my friend this morning. He was very distressed, trying to determine if he was to take over his family business or go to seminary to become a priest. I sent him over to the church, knowing the service was over, but the doors would still be open. He just called to say some woman walked up to him, said she had received a message for him, and that God wanted him to become a priest.”

    We don’t always receive such immediate confirmation. The man had come to that church solely to pray, seeking discernment about the question she had been directed to deliver an answer to!

  • Tune In

    Tune In

    Listening to an audio of Abraham-Hicks, I was shaking my head at the guy’s question about where his inner being has gone when he is not in alignment with it.

    Patiently, Abraham responded that was like asking when you have your radio tuned to 89.5 where does the signal for 101 go. It goes nowhere. It is there, constantly broadcasting, waiting for you to tune in.

    As I continue to navigate the waters of well-being along this path sprinkled with insurance, pharmaceuticals, meditation, yoga, etc., I could ask the same thing.

    I have successfully passed the hurdle of the medical records regarding the postsurgical aFib event by having a normal sinus rhythm on Friday’s EKG.

    Where had my peace of mind, my trust in the Universe, my love of life gone when I slipped into fear so very near the cliff of sheer terror? This round is because when I had the CT scan in 2012, the results reported a nodule on my gall bladder.

    I now am scheduled for another CT scan on Monday, July 18, 2016.

    When I was in yoga class today, I could not catch a whiff of that fear pattern I am clearing karma around. I am so grateful for that. At least I know peace is possible.

    I appreciate the Nurse Practitioner, Brandi Smith, listening to me, offering encouragement, making suggestions. I especially appreciate her patience with me when my inner guidance does not lead me to do everything she suggests.

    In the midst of all of this emotion about my health, a friend sent a blog post by a woman adjusting to having her first born grandson move away. I now have a lump in my throat as big as the state of Texas reading It’s Summer, the Season for Grandparents.

    Oh, my… my own first-born grandson is anticipating a move to North Carolina.

    This day, a mother  just a few blocks from here is cleaning out the home of her only daughter, who was shot and killed by her husband as their children slept in their home.

    Another mother has just gone through the trial of the man who killed her son.

    A lot is happening. I am noticing when my thinking is creating tension. I can be kinder to myself than that.

    Thank goodness for yoga.

    yoga mat

    This morning, I read, “The biggest disease of the mind is over-thinking, especially too much thinking about others. Thinking too much is like eating too much. The heaviness makes it impossible to remain light and flexible.”

    Asking friends, guides, angels, readers to help us tune in.

    May all beings come to the end of suffering….

     

      
  • Coke!

    Sacred Stories

    Following his transition, a young man’s mother was feeling very bereft. When she went into a convenience store one day, to buy a cola, she numbly slid the cooler door open.

    Reaching in, there on the shelf of the cooler, staring right out at her, was a bottle with her son’s first name!

    Coke - Kyle

    Right next to the bottle with his first name on it, she was looking at a bottle with his middle name!

    coke - tyler

    It is true that messages are everywhere. Those who love us never leave us.

  • Dreams Really Do Come True

    Dreams Really Do Come True

    The idea of dreams coming true has been very much on my mind and in my heart the past few weeks as we enjoy the amazing blessing of our new office suites here in St Joseph, Michigan. See my previous post: Welcome Home.

    Yesterday afternoon, I had a wonderful girls night out with my sister, Janis. We were guests of  our friend and colleague, Jana Serbenski, at the Paw Paw Michigan Young American Summer Camp show.

    I was moved to tears by many features of the event: a special time for my sister and me (we both shaved our legs for it), the talented and enthusiastic performance by the Young Americans, and the equally talented and doubly enthusiastic performance with the 200 campers ranging in ages from 8-18.

    If you are not familiar with Young Americans, check out the information about them online. They are an amazing organization that promotes a better world through music and dance. Be sure to read about their educational mission.

    That cast of forty young adults made every single child believe he or she can perform! Most remarkable is that they did this in just four days. These kids’ lives are transformed.

    The performance was inspiring, delightful, and it has a positive financial impact as well: At the end of the show, Paw Paw High School Performing Arts was presented with a check for over $11,000. In the five years since Jana held the first camp, over $80,000 has come back to their school. So much costs, but this event pays. Amazing….

     Jana was a Young American. She had the dream to make this happen in her community. It was a worthy dream. Her dream offered benefits to everyone involved. The fruition of that dream took teamwork, but it was fun, and this is only the beginning.

    Those same elements are woven into our new space at 815 Main Street Suites. No wonder I was so emotional through so much of the evening.

    As I was congratulating Jana, she said, “Every school district should have a Young American Summer Camp.” I agree wholeheartedly. Jana is dreaming again, and I can see that dream coming true.

    This is a magical time of our lives. Take some time to open up to what you can dream into our world. Dreams really do come true.