Unfinished Grief

Some years ago a woman came to see me when I was working on clients in E. Lansing, MI. I remember her as a kind and sensitive woman. She was walking slowly, somewhat stooped, her face knitted in pain. I asked her what brought her in to see me. She replied that her lower back had been bothering her for a long time and she hoped that I could bring her some relief.

“That’s not why you’re here,” I said. Shocked, her eyes opened wide while she stared at me in disbelief.

“What are you saying?” she said.

“You’re here for your mother. You never grieved when she died, did you?”

“No,” she admitted. “I didn’t. I was busy taking care of everyone else. What’s that got to do with my back?”

“Let’s find out. Why don’t you lay down on the table and we’ll get started. Your mother is here with us, by the way.”

She lay down on the table. I put one hand under the base of her skull, the other under the base of her spine. The energy started flowing into her immediately. It was a gentle, comforting, loving, feminine energy. The woman started crying softly as soon as that energy entered her body.

“This energy is coming from your mother,” I told her. “She’s here to help you through your grief.”

With those words the woman’s tears turned to sobs. Her body shook as the heavy grieving began. An hour later it was done. She was peaceful now, her body completely relaxed.

When she got up she had another surprise. She took a few steps, a strange, questioning look on her face. She bent over, moved side to side, testing her back. All her discomfort and pain had disappeared. She walked out of the treatment room, standing straight, shoulders back, smiling broadly, her face lit up, pain and grief free.

I never saw her again. I didn’t need to.