Deposits of Place

My friend and fellow healer, Shelley, believes that every place we live, leaves a special deposit in us. This wonderful idea stayed with me all across Canada, as I absorbed the deposits from this land I love.

The wild vastness of the Rockies had already been layered in me over two years: the pure scale and awe of rock, wilderness of fir cut by turquoise rushing rivers, a cleanness of air, a vigor. The give-no-quarter harshness of life lived in these mountains, where my son’s friends are guides, both invites and lurks in the shadows. Fate is very present.

Not long after my last glimpse of the pristine line of peaks, just before Medicine Hat, the sacredness of the grasses in the rolling eastern Saskatchewan hills gave me another breath of soul. So much of the land here seemed close to the way it was for millenia before the whites came. One can expand here. The purity of the land can still be felt, the air alive with the vibration of the sentient grasses. I gulped it in deep draughts…the endless sky, the elements unbridled.

Birds appeared in Manitoba, drawn by marshes and lakes. Here was the homestead of my great grandfather who broke the prairie sod, one of those who began to tame this flat land defined by rows of arctic willow.

The Shield: Kenora to the Sault. Rock and Wind and Fir arranged around lakes and little hills. Two bald eagles by the road. Wildness again, on a smaller scale. And then The Lake. Aptly named superior. Ice floes forming white, wacky chessboards on the flat of water before it reaches to infinity. How to take in such immense and extraordinary beauty? Like the sea but not. Humans reduced to ant size. How ever was this land opened up by men in canoes, men on foot? My regard for those voyageurs of old catapulted off the scale.

I tried to ignore the rest of Ontario. Although, Sudbury always has a horrific fascination with it’s stunted trees devoid of needles. My deposit valve shut down tight. Al Gore should take some photos. Still, the city is bustling and giving people work – a complex problem, without glib answers.

And Montreal? Those three hours are worth a whole blog on human confusion, rushing everywhere at once and nowhere. And this was 11 am on Sunday morning – (on purpose, but to no avail). C’est fou.

Once out of gloomy Maine, winding through the St. John River Valley, a sense of gentleness and calm gradually seeped into my bones. Its human scale and gentrified farms, long civilized, gave me the relief I’d come back for.

 

 

 

About jm

Jane Moody offers advanced modalities of energy treatment, bodywork and counselling. A dynamic group of skills, gathered though extensive training (1800 hours of instruction in health therapies in addition to her BA.), can heal the roots of psychological suffering that prevent a satisfying life. The inspiration behind this work began in my early twenties after earning a B.A. from Vassar College in New York. I wanted to study both Medicine and Comparative Religion. I didn't do either but the interest stayed fresh. In the late 80's, I began my studies with a 16 weekend training leading to a certificate in Gestalt Therapy. A year later, I found a way to combine both earlier interests when I read Barbara Brennan's book, Hands of Light. I studied at her school for one year (1989/90) but decided against returning for family and personal reasons. That year, I had also completed a year's study in anatomy and physiology at Dalhousie University. By taking a taped course in "Awakening the Light Body", I was able to keep my knowledge growing. A few years later, I learned the bodywork of the Lightbody - "Flow Alignment and Connection". The next fall, it became possible to attend The School of Enlightened Healing in New York City (now in Asheville NC) and I graduated from there, 3 years later, with certification as a "Hands-on Healer" (1997). My practice began with Flow Alignment and gradually incorporated the new knowledge gained at this healing school in New York. Short weekend courses in Japanese Acupressure and Myofascial Release broadened my scope of bodywork techniques. In June of 2001, I graduated from A Society of Souls, Jason's Shulman's three year School for health professionals in Integrated Kabbalistic Healing. This powerful work is now the center of a range of healing skills that I bring to my clients. I live in East Chester, Nova Scotia with offices there and in Halifax, as well as a long distance practice by telephone.

2 thoughts on “Deposits of Place

  1. Loved the descriptive passages here. But I want to know more about Montreal, after all that air and space, what was it like to hit the wall of a city. Is it truly like twin solitudes?
    I too have had that feeling that places leave a mark on me, but in my case, it was more like a tint, or dye. And I’ve wondered about cities that feel feminine to me (Victoria) and masculine (Calgary), and what that means…
    Could we have more pictures too? Love your blog.

  2. Hi Jane,
    Beautiful, descriptive writing. So wonderful to read about energy healing, describing the intangiable, and your experiences and discoveries. I want you to write a book.

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