Last night after the last patient was taken care of one of the massage therapists at the office agreed to stay and do some bodywork on me. Specifically Craniosacral work. The reason I requested this is that the with the Loomis system we gauge how well the lymph flow is moving by stress in the mastoid bone movement. Mine was not working well.
From Wikipedia:
Craniosacral therapy (also called CST, cranial osteopathy, also spelled CranioSacral bodywork or therapy) is a method of Complementary and alternative medicine used by physical therapists, massage therapists, naturopaths, chiropractors and osteopaths. A craniosacral therapy session involves the therapist placing their hands on the patient, which they say allows them to tune into what they call the craniosacral system.[1] By gently working with the spine, the skull and its cranial sutures, diaphragms, and fascia, the restrictions of nerve passages are said to be eased, the movement of cerebrospinal fluid through the spinal cord can be optimized, and misaligned bones are said to be restored to their proper position. Craniosacral therapists use the therapy to treat mental stress, neck and back pain, migraines, TMJ Syndrome, and for chronic pain conditions such as fibromyalgia.[2][3][4] There is no scientific support for major elements of the underlying model,[5] there is little scientific evidence to support the therapy, and research methods that could conclusively evaluate the therapy's effectiveness have not been applied.[6]
The therapist spent an hour and our session consisted of the me lying (clothed) on the massage table, face up. She monitored my cerebrospinal fluid rhythm first in my legs, then abdomen, chest, shoulders, and then head. At different points we did unwinding of soft tissue and other energy work and she commented that she was driving a bus down my spinal canal to feel what moving well and unblocking it.
I slept great and above all I felt great. Like, blissfully happy and drained.
I dreamed of being in Japan, dark hooded figures throwing harmless goo at me, Jesse and our friends, evil demons that came out at night, being safe with Jesse, having four people riding two bikes as transportation, being locked down in a skyscraper library that the top floor was detached from the rest of the building and carried by an army helicopter where we had to jump into a river and swim for our safety.
If someone could tell me what this dream means, please. If you want to post your own wacky dream please do.
Its all in the name of healing.
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