The NEW

March 20, 2020, was the last time I had contact with the real world minus my wildcard, my nurse who visited the following week. I call her my wildcard because her daughter was exposed to the first reported case of the Coronavirus in Yavapai County where I live. My nurse diligently contacted the Center For Disease Control and Infectious Disease, sitting on the phone for hours, laboring to find answers to the question, “Am I okay to see patients?” When her daughter tested negative for COVID-19, she was told that her chances of spreading the disease were as likely as anyone else. I was given the option; proceed with my infusion for Immune Deficiency or take my chances without. With five weeks since my last infusion plus major travel, I felt there was a greater risk not having my treatment and maintaining a normal immune system during a pandemic. I invited my nurse to come to my home and proceed.

In March, it felt odd and scary to go out. Of course, I had the privilege of being outside hiking daily so all was good in my world. In April, things around the planet seemed to finally settle. The NEW order was taking hold and people recognized that everyone was in the same boat; struggling with dis-ease. On May 13, 2020, the state of Arizona opened the gate and the energy shifted considerably.  When the gate swung open, it was as if nothing was wrong, there was NO virus, we were back to normal. Watching the numbers climb on a daily basis in Arizona I know how wrong people were then and how it is affecting us now. 

I have heard so many people say, “I’m done with this,” I think done with what? The threat to your health, your life is still very real. “I just want things to go back to normal.” There is no normal. If you haven’t taken that away from the last few months you are living in a fantasy world. “We need the economy back.” True, but at what cost? We know that if we jump back in too quickly all of the progress made will be lost and it will take more to recover. Presently, the USA is accountable for 1/4 of the COVID-19 cases and the numbers are still climbing. A real shame and a great loss!

So here we are sitting with The NEW… normal, hardly! I like the phrase ~The New ~ because it sums things up. Normal, the thing we counted on as reliable, familiar, friendly even, is GONE! Each day is NEW. Every moment is NEW. Not a bad thing, just a NEW thing!

Every day the news feed of my mind rolls incredible stories. Some are great, some are sad, some are old, some are NEW. The thing is, all are based on my past experiences. Travel is a large part of my life. In April, I was supposed to be in NYC and Washington DC to play and be with friends I have known since I was 5 years old. Of course, the trip was canceled and I easily let it go. The New NYC ~ deserted, infected, shutdown. Even the lights on Broadway were extinguished. A location where you could always find lights blazing, traffic humming, restaurants thriving, tourists shuffling, people hustling; all quieted by dis-ease. My mind knows NYC and DC through my memories which are terrific. I have had amazing times in both places. The NEW; foreign, scary, shut in; not a place for me. Gratitude for being in nature and being fed fresh air daily, that is my reality. 

In May, the gate flies open and it feels like everything is back to normal. People in my state are out and about. I see folks gathering at the bars in Scottsdale, hanging out as if it is Spring Break. It’s packed. The only mask I see is on the face of a bouncer who is overseeing the crowd and laughing. I notice that by the lift of his mask and the creases by his eyes. Prescott follows as they open for festivals and gatherings in the town square. Even The World’s Oldest Rodeo is scheduled to launch over the July 4th weekend. Some things change, some remain the same.

Being an energy therapist, I pick up on energy daily. I feel my fire energy engage, we are ready to GO! My mind feeds me stories daily, travel is on the horizon. Each day I watch my inner screen as it projects a new place, a new destination, and I want to follow to make it a reality. 

In July, I have an to opportunity to go home to see my family in Chicago. I have a place to stay with a pool, the thing I miss most right now. But how to get there and stay well, that’s the million dollar question. From Chicago, I can stay for FREE in the Caribbean. Again, water draws me and I think of spending my days swimming in the Caribbean Sea, being with friends, enjoying my island life. How do I get there and stay well? 

As a kid I watched Bewitched and I Dream of Jeannie. Oh, to have the power to snap my fingers or blink my eyes and be where I long to be. Maybe someday we will transport ourselves energetically and not have to rely on planes, trains and automobiles. But for now, that is what it takes to journey beyond the borders. 

Should I stay or should I go now? Considering The NEW I have to stop myself and consider many things. I ask myself daily, “Is that the right thing to do?” Desires drive me to want things to be NORM so I can go back to my good life and travel at will, see those I love, to create new memories. But what if The NEW is a hospital visit and the journey is suffering and illness? There is nothing wrong here at home, I remind myself. I tell my brain, Yes, that was great. Thanks for the memory. There will be more but not now. I have everything I need. I know you want more. It’s all different.

If you don’t feel different from what has happened and what is happening then I’m not sure you are truly here. I have not gotten swept away by news and thoughts of others. I have noticed the energy of the planet and the people who call it HOME. I hope that they can tame their fire and settle into what is right in front of them; that is The NEW. 

Each night I continue my ritual of circling and chanting to the stars, “Peace & Love.” This is my NEW and I like to feel it is my way of helping the people of the world to heal, to be kind, to know that normal is a thing of the past and The NEW is here to stay. What you do with it is up to you. Remember, the mind is a trickster, it feeds you things that may help but it may hurt. It is up to you to follow the path that serves you, as well as others, best. At this time, there may be heavy consequences to pay for our actions. Maybe you will stay well. Maybe you will harm others. Maybe you will find better ways to be in this world. Maybe you will embrace The NEW. Be well…. Nancy T

The NEW ~ Dedicated to Raymond… thanks Daddy.

Peace & Love

By nature, I am a night person. The quiet of the night allows me to get things done without the chaos of the world disturbing my peace. 6PM is the start of my awakening, perhaps because my birth began at 6:17PM. All I can say is, life is different as the sun sets and the moon rises. 

Since March, my nightly ritual includes stepping outside to take in the stars. With COVID-19 circulating throughout the world, I’d look skyward and say, Peace and Love, Peace and Love to the world, over and over again in a 360º turn. Lacking the ability to physically touch others, I felt this was a way to reach out, to be felt and seen, to see and to feel the energy of planet Earth. The crisp mountain air seemed to push the stars closer to my view. The stars were clearly talking to me and I to them. Peace and Love coursed through my heart and extended to my limbs, filling me with the gift of Peace and Love. 

As doors opened, I had great hope that people would exit their domain with more Peace and Love. Unfortunately, the pendulum swung and the fire ignited. So, here we are. 

At first this upset me greatly. Although that still lives in me, I continue my chant Peace and Love, Peace and Love to the world! Each of us has an impact here. My nightly practice will continue, quite possibly the rest of my life. It reminds me of what serves me and deep down what serves all of humanity. It may not stop the hate, the violence, the unrest, but my incantation allows me to hold space. As a therapist, I know the importance of holding space in therapy and how most people need this more than anything else. They need to be heard AND they need to listen. They need Peace and Love. I urge you to do your part, however that looks. Be well… Nancy T

The Pause

The Pause that was felt ’round the world ~ COVID-19. As the world is OPENING its doors again, I feel the energy increase. The need to “get out” and be with people is an incredible draw. Still, I step back and ponder The Pause.

Initially, The Pause felt settling. It felt like people as a whole were able to breathe. Perhaps a strange thing to say as COVID-19 affected the lungs. In therapy, The Pause is where true healing takes place. It is scary at times to take The Pause, but it holds incredible benefits.

In trauma therapy, there comes a time when a client approaches the line in the sand. As you might guess, that is a challenge just as it is in a game of Tug of War. In the game, you are pulled and you pull back. It goes back and forth until someone is yanked over the line. For some, that may have been the response to the Coronavirus. Whether we liked it or not, we were holding a rope on one end. What I saw on one side was fear,  on the other side love and compassion. For someone in trauma, this may be how they live daily. However, when trust is established in therapy, The Pause feels like a miracle. 

I am speaking from personal and professional experience. The Pause goes like this in therapy. The client is going back and forth with an issue or trauma. The body charges ahead trying to find balance. At some point, there is The Pause. In Polarity Therapy, we call this Being. It’s not about Doing, it’s just about Being. Being is one of the greatest challenges of all. Many would rather continue the Tug of War without ever taking a breath, without ever experiencing The Pause. 

At the beginning of the “Stay at Home” or “Shelter in Place” orders, it felt like people were happy to take a break, to breathe again. Not just to take air in, but to feel the Breath of Life, the Life Force Energy settle a bit. For some, they were unable to maintain The Pause. They needed to start DOING. Others embraced it and found gratitude for healthcare workers, first responders, teachers, grocery store employees, and most especially, the INTERNET! For the first time in history, we connected with people we loved while an Earth-changing crisis was happening. Humans opened the door to change. 

Even with all that we have, countless ways to reach out, and SEE those we love, people still complained.

The Pause gave us an opportunity, what we did with it was as individual as we are. For me, I continued to live my good life knowing I was well, my family was well, my friends were well, my clients were well. Gosh, what else can we ask for? A chance to breathe, love, and connect. That was good for ME.

So now what? Things are shifting quickly. People are moving back into the game. Perhaps they have more of themselves to play fully, or they may have lost everything. There is much in between. What happens to The Pause? It’s my hope that more people recall the good that came from it. That they are able to process better and appreciate more. That they value their health and know that we are more connected than we ever thought possible. That they find compassion for themselves and others. That they are kind and caring. That they know The Pause and use it without the entire world having to shut down to feel it in every fiber of their being. That they know we are all here for a limited time, why not be here in LOVE? That they know…. Be well ~ Nancy T

Journaling

     To write is to release. To ME, that is! In 1989, I grabbed a pad of paper and a pen and I headed to Mother Nature. I was lost and my head was spinning with unpleasant thoughts. Contemplating my own demise, I felt crazed by my brother’s suicide. 

      Thankfully, extricating the words from my cells and presenting them to the physical world eased my fire and allowed me to simmer a bit. Instead of blasting full speed ahead, I was able to take a breath and see what was right in front of me. Sitting in a pile of leaves for over an hour, I became aware of the moisture under my bottom. As I furiously wrote, I felt the grain of the wood log that supported my spine. My eyes scanned the scene and I fully absorbed autumn in Illinois––the red, golden, and orange leaves. The cold wind slapped my face and shook me awake. All of this took place in an instant. Once I released my innards, I was able to experience life again. 

     For people who don’t use journaling as a release tool or a place of peace, this may seem impossible. How could writing what you feel bring you back to life? The answer is simple; once you feel and cellularly experience what you are hearing in your head, it is like letting the air out of a balloon. It falls back to Earth and feels the ground beneath it. 

     I have encountered many people who are resistant to journaling or even writing a letter to someone who is dead or alive. They state plenty of reasons as to why they can’t or won’t write. But, when I look into their eyes I see the emotion longing to be released in the tears that form in their visual center. Fear keeps it right there as the water is reabsorbed by the system or simply wiped away. The funny thing is, they are afraid of what they already know about themselves––that they feel loss. 

     When my brother Ronny died, the incredible loss that I felt consumed me. The “all-powerful” in me felt that “I” should have stopped him from taking his life. What I learned through journaling, and later, using my journals to write a book*, is that it wasn’t about him; IT WAS ALL ABOUT ME!

     Journaling showed me that I feel deeply. I take things personally because everything in my life is PERSONAL; for I am the person taking it all in. Journaling provided a space to find more of me. It opened my heart, first to me, and then to the world. This was not an easy task. Initially, I grieved the words that I released to the masses through my book. But once I took some time for myself––taking countless breaths, walks, swims, etc., I was able to let things go. My words were not just meant for me, they are there for everyone. People may absorb them fully, partially or not at all. That is not the point. Words are meant to be spoken. 

     I never thought that I would share my journals. Prior to 1998, I didn’t even re-read my own words. However, as I did, I found more pieces of myself. I discovered that what I feared was not nearly as big as it appeared inside of me. The greatest gift came when I recognized that the record playing in my head could change its tune. That’s the most amazing thing that journaling hands to me on a silver platter each and every time I put pen to paper. I no longer have to hold all of my thoughts, words, and feelings internally. I have a way to set them free and let them fly. 

     Journaling is a GIFT––plain and simple. So, grab paper and a pen to see what comes out of you. You may be pleasantly surprised. One thing that I can guarantee––you won’t be carrying such heavy hearts. Be well… Nancy T

For further information or questions, please contact Nancy @ Bez Publications at 928-717-1251, bez@naturalmassagetherapy.com.

 

Labyrinths ~ Balancing the Brain

In this time of change, keeping our balance can be quite a challenge. One way that I know to balance the left and right hemispheres of the brain is to walk a labyrinth. On April 9th, I felt a local labyrinth call to me and I answered the call. 

On my travels, I’ve had the pleasure of finding incredible and unique labyrinths. New Zealand had one of the coolest ones I’ve ever seen. After stopping for a bathroom break, we went to check out a historic air crossing sight. Although that was interesting, the labyrinth in the park next door not only drew my attention, it kept me curious and fascinated for over an hour.

Years ago, I wrote the attached labyrinth article. In class, I learned that you don’t need to physically walk a labyrinth, you can trace one with your finger or pen and get the same results. When we are limited with what we can do, labyrinths are a great way to stay centered by balancing the brain. Wishing you peace and balance as we continue to stay home during this pandemic. Be well… Nancy T

Labyrinths ~ by Nancy M. Turcich, NTS, BCPP

          Years ago, I walked my first labyrinth. At the time, I didn’t know anything about labyrinths but it was a positive experience. A few months later, a labyrinth class was offered at the Unity Church in Prescott. I decided to attend. 

          Labyrinths are defined as mazes. To me, the two are similar but very different. With dead ends that halt progression, mazes need to be figured out. They can be a real “head-trip.” Labyrinths are continuous paths that lead to a center with an exit that guides you out through the “IN” door.             

          Labyrinths balance the two hemispheres of the brain. Simply tracing a labyrinth on a sheet of paper improves test scores. Labyrinths are known to furnish internal answers to questions. All of the above have played out in my life. 

          Many hospitals have labyrinths outside their facility. They are sanctuaries where people can process their troubles and concerns. Walking a labyrinth releases tension, decreases stress, and provides space for people who are concerned for their loved ones or their patients. I’m quite certain the hospital staff benefits enormously by walking the labyrinth. 

          Although there is a wonderful outdoor labyrinth at the Unity Church in Prescott, the instructor, Jan, brought a beautiful cloth labyrinth that we laid out indoors. After talking about labyrinths and sharing her history, Jan described how the day would unfold. She shared hand-outs and labyrinth history. Later in the day, we would walk the labyrinth, discuss our experience, create our own labyrinth on paper in a few easy steps, and we would have fun. It sounded like a great game plan to me. 

         Once the labyrinth was displayed on the floor I noticed the texture of the material, how soft yet sturdy it appeared. It nearly filled the entire space. Jan presented simple instructions for walking the labyrinth as a group; step aside when someone is passing; kindly go around someone if you need to pass; take your time; go at your own pace; be aware of your inner dialog; stay in the center for as long as you need; and remember, it’s all for YOU. 

          All of the instructions resonated with me. I felt confident that I was in the right place at the right time. I calmly waited in line as the class slowly entered the labyrinth. To maintain space between individuals, the keepers of the gate allowed entry after each participant reached a specific point. 

         As the labyrinth was filling with people, I became somewhat mesmerized. I noticed how well people were following instructions. There was no agitation, no pushing or shoving. It was rhythmical, almost hypnotic. 

          I approached the front of the line. It was my turn to enter. My intention was clear; being open to whatever came to me. The gatekeepers lifted a cloth veil that puffed up over my head as I passed into the world of the labyrinth. 

          Instead of being an observer, I became an active participant. It was immediately apparent that my progress was an expression of how I walked through life. I was slightly agitated at the person moseying along in front of me. I waited for an appropriate time to pass and then I made my move. I noticed how some people stepped aside for me and others stood their ground waiting for me to get out of their way. My pace was fairly fast and when I reached the center I hung out for some time with questions flashing through my mind. However, the longer I stayed in the center, the more my mind slowed, allowing answers to appear. I took time to file away as much information as possible. 

          Eventually, I cruised out of the center. I made my way through all of the twists and turns. I was nearing the end when it suddenly occurred to me, this walk is like my life; I have been rushing to get through, to get my answers, and to be on my way. I get annoyed, upset, confused, and frustrated all the time. I stood on the path waiting to exit when I imagined the exit as my death, the end of the line. A gatekeeper waited to give people whatever they needed, be it a hug, a pat on the back or a smile. When she noticed my hesitation she said, “Take your time, I’ll be here when you’re ready.” It felt like I was at the Pearly Gates and I realized that I wasn’t finished with my life. The labyrinth reflected how I was moving through life, perhaps a bit faster than I cared to proceed. Visions of my life passed before me. Then a smile crossed my lips and I knew I was ready, not only to exit the labyrinth but to enter my life with an entirely new perspective. Slowly, I took a breath and consciously walked into the arms of the gatekeeper. She embraced me fully as she welcomed me into my new existence. It was like stepping into a fresh, new life. I breathed a little easier. 

          After the labyrinth walk, we were assigned the task of writing ourselves a letter. Jan said that she would mail the letter to us at the appropriate time. These were words that would feed our soul. Months later an envelope appeared in my mailbox. I was a bit perplexed as I noticed my handwriting on the envelope,  Nancy M. Turcich printed in my scribe. I opened it and read the words written to myself. The labyrinth experience as well as the reminder “not to rush through life” burst through my cells. I tucked the letter away. Periodically, I reread the text and reflected upon the time, of discovering life again. 

          For years, I have visited the outdoor labyrinth on many occasions. I’ve shared the space with clients, students, and friends. It’s truly amazing how people are touched and changed by the simple act of walking the path. Of course, I make a monetary donation to the church for the upkeep of this hidden treasure. 

          Walking a labyrinth as a group is different from doing it alone. Yet, I have received great insight walking with others or going solo. It always seems perfect even when I am unaware of what perfect is at the time. 

          A new addition was added to the labyrinth a few years back; wind chimes. High up in the tree air pushes hollow tubes together to produce the most gorgeous sound. It’s angelic. Plants, trees, and flowers fill the surroundings of the Unity Church labyrinth and it is truly a magnificent meditative sanctuary. I am so grateful to have it in my life. 

          Sometimes life feels like a maze, with dead-ends and obstacles getting in the way. However, with the labyrinth, I have been able to find my way with each and every step I take on the continuous path back home to ME.

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Nancy M. Turcich is a therapist and author. For further information or questions, please contact Nancy @ Natural Massage Therapy at nmt1@naturalmassagetherapy.com, 928-717-1251. 

Please refer to Nancy’s books “One Of Eight–my perspective on our brother’s suicide” & “Finding My Way From Paralysis To A Rich, Full Life” for more details about her healing experiences.

Reproduction of articles are permitted by Nancy M. Turcich, NTS, BCPP,  author and holistic bodyworker, with acknowledgments and credentials included. 

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Fear & Resources

Not surprisingly, FEAR is the first response in many situations. This is especially true when we face a crisis and we are uncertain of the outcome. Although we may have wanted change, even needed it, how it presents itself is key to how we respond. With the Coronavirus, it’s reasonable that FEAR took hold rather quickly. Some people have stayed in fear while others have found a rhythm that works; a new way of being in this ever-changing world. 

Personally, I have opened my RESOURCE drawer. Resources are a recurring theme in my book, “Finding My Way From Paralysis To A Rich, Full Life.” *

~ An asset to trauma therapy is helping clients become aware of their resources. By definition, resources can be possessions, enjoyable activities, favorite places or colors; things that bring people back to their center, to the present moment. Resources build a person up and awaken the spirit to meet life’s challenges.* ~ Presently, resources are imperative. Without them, fear will take hold and not let go. We need to find what is working and stay present to it. The more we can do that, the better we will be for ourselves and the world. 

~ Change is not necessarily easy although it is simple. Taking one step at a time with a bundle of resources in hand is highly recommended.* ~ Finding what works for YOU is critical especially with so much unknown. Change is the only constant. 

~ With a boatload of resources in my pocket, revisiting unpleasant memories or locations has been a blessing time and time again.* ~ Resources benefit us in good times and in bad times. Using our resources when we are having difficulty provides amazing results. 

~ Remember, resources consist of anything that brings the person back to their center, to the present moment. They build a person up and awaken the spirit to meet life’s challenges. A written record of personal resources is not only beneficial, it is very wise to compile resources. It serves as a reference in times of need.* ~ When we are in crisis it is impossible to think clearly. A resource list is the gift that keeps on giving. 

~ Much of the time, we wear our resources: our grandmother’s necklace, a favorite color, even a tattoo. Moods may sway just by thinking about a resource. People in our lives may be considered resources, however, they may not be the most reliable resources.* ~ Many times clients refer to a friend or family member who they think are their resource. Although that is terrific, people’s busy lives can get in the way and they may not be able to be there when needed. 

~ Knowing what our resources are and using them to benefit ourselves is important.* ~ To have a list of resources is great but if you don’t use them, it is just another catalog. Putting resources into action is what changes your life. 

~ When clients become aware of their resources, empowerment unfolds. As previously mentioned, a wonderful way to always have this powerful energy close at hand is to make a list of resources. Inevitably, when we are down and out, trying to think of something to center ourselves becomes a chore. However, with a resource list, all you need to do is consult it and something is bound to change your day. Keep in mind that resourcing is a self-serving practice, not a practice to please or satisfy anyone else.* ~ Ah, pleasing ourselves. What a novel concept! It is called a practice for a reason. One step at a time. Make a list, utilize your resources, and experience how your life improves. 

~ Moods may sway just by thinking about a resource. People in our lives may be considered resources, however, they may not be the most reliable resources. A few examples of my resources are water in all forms, walking in the forest, journaling, and sitting by the Caribbean Sea or other bodies of water.* ~ Honestly, without my resources I’d be in the Looney Bin. I write daily and it still surprises me what comes out. Water soothes me on so many levels that I’m grateful beyond measure to have clean fresh water in my life. To feel water run over my back as I swim is a sensation I never tire of and never will. It’s magical. 

~ Resources benefit clients who quickly dive too deep while accessing a trauma. They also assist clients in simply being with themselves. Knowing what our resources are and using them to benefit ourselves is important.* ~ Trauma Therapy or Somato-Emotional Therapy is of great importance, but it can be extremely difficult if you don’t have proper ways of dealing with what arises. Resources help people to be in the present moment and deal with life from a centered, loving place. 

~ When I was off kilter, water, hiking, and writing all came into play. However, knowing my resources and intentionally using them consciously focused my energy on pleasing activities that facilitated my healing.* ~ To simply know what helps will only take you so far. You need to move your feet and put your resources into action. That is what allows you to maintain proper balance and strive. 

~ My resources multiplied and I utilized them for personal gain. In the process, I invited more of myself home, creating a healing reunion. Yet another piece of my life’s jigsaw puzzle fell into place, adding to the total picture.* ~ To me, there is no greater gift than being at HOME with myself. Resourcing provides that like nothing I have ever experienced. 

Please take the time to walk through the FEAR to find the LOVE. Resourcing will assist you each and every step of the way. Be well… Nancy T

* RESOURCE excerpts from “Finding My Way From Paralysis To A Rich, Full Life” which is available at http://naturalmassagetherapy.com/books/ as well as Amazon, iTunes, Barnes & Noble. Please do not copy or reprint without permission from NMT. Thanks.

Patterns

Slowly changing a pattern will allow it to reach new depths within the system and establish itself with a strong foundation. Unfortunately, society as a whole desires a quick fix, which generally changes things in the short term only. If we want to really change a pattern in our bodies, minds, emotions, etc., we need to take the time to establish a solid foundation.” ~ NMT

As we stay socially distant and we find new and creative ways to handle what is presently happening in our world, I feel it is imperative to be reminded of patterning. The above quote was plucked from a past NMT article ~ please see below.

Many people are looking for a quick fix. They are bored, they want to do more, and be with others while many are fighting for their lives. Each of us takes risks, but hopefully, we are minimizing the risk of spreading the Coronavirus by following new global patterns. 

It’s been decades since I wrote this article, Patterns and Holistic Therapy. Yet, it applies today. Humans are creatures of habit. Everyone says they want change, but when change comes they balk. I suggest, as we are taking space and finding new ways to communicate, that we also form some patterns that support a rich, full life. It is time that we let go of what we know is not working for us and the world. Instead of complaining about being with your partner, family or not being able to do so, what about using the time to see what we have and appreciate it all? What about doing what you always wanted to do for yourself at home? What about just letting gratitude for feeling good today seep into every cell of your being and take hold? What about discovering what your life is all about? 

In order for a strong pattern to carry us through this life, it needs to be nurtured. It needs time to grow after we plant the seed. It needs persistence and a clear intention. “I think it’s time for a change, just relax and take it slowly.” ~ Cat Stevens

Slow and steady. That’s how we establish good, strong ways of being in this world. Caring for ourselves helps us care for others. “If we want to really change a pattern in our bodies, minds, emotions, etc., we need to take the time to establish a solid foundation.” Time is being offered. How you use it is up to you. Be well… Nancy T

Patterns and Holistic Therapy
by Nancy M. Turcich, NTS, BCPP

Published in:
Raven Review : December 2000
Massage Therapy Journal : Spring 2002 – Vol. 41, No.1
international ENERGY currents : Autumn Winter, 2006

Patterns are ways in which we use our bodies or hold our bodies against the force of gravity. They may be carried through generations, genetically, or they may come to us in-utero, as we form our bodies, our minds. As we develop, mother and child are one, acting as a unit instead of separate beings. Survival of the fetus depends on the mother’s survival. What takes place prior to birth, birth itself, or as we grow, creates our patterns. However, patterns change throughout our life.

The body is in constant flux; sustaining our structure and righting all the wrongs we instill upon ourselves. If we trip and fall, the body works with the results of the fall and it corrects itself. However, it will go towards the path of least resistance. It may not fix everything perfectly. On the contrary, it fixes things in a way that will allow it to function. The body can develop ways to cope with what it has and it can survive and perhaps, even strive beyond old patterns while repairing itself. It forms patterns to go on, to move through life.

All patterns eventually affect the physical body although they don’t always start there. Patterns can be mentally, emotionally or spiritually born. For example: A parent yells at a child and the child cowers. The body physically hunches the shoulders, perhaps drawing in the legs, and goes into the fetal position to protect and comfort them as they protect their heart. If this continues, every time this child is yelled at or encounters yelling, this type of body pattern will engage; the child will go to the pattern in which he or she found comfort. In time, the body pattern will form and this child will continue to grow with his or her shoulders now hunching to protect them. The body has adopted a coping pattern. Repetitive behavior becomes what are called patterns. Some are beneficial while others are not. Identifying them is the key to changing patterns.

Establishing a new pattern takes approximately thirty days depending on the individual. However, in that time the old pattern will try to reestablish itself again and again. Generally, this takes place because most people find their old patterns familiar. The old patterns may not be working for the body or the person, but it may be the point of least resistance. The old pattern is rooted in the system as the new pattern is floating around without a rooted foundation. Old patterns hang out waiting for the new pattern to falter. When it does, the old pattern jumps in and takes its stand. As the new pattern is reintroduced it may have much to clean up. This happens because old patterns usually carry with them lots of garbage (excess baggage, old wounds, etc.).

The depth of the old pattern will determine how easily a new pattern can be established. Becoming aware of patterns that aren’t beneficial to us is the place to start. Through awareness we awaken and are able to change. Awareness and time are important in changing patterns. Therapy is also a key to changing patterns.

Holistic Therapy has come into the forefront of health issues recently. This is due to the benefits many have received through therapeutic touch. Holistic Therapy teaches the body how to change by introducing new patterns. As patterns become ingrained in our physical bodies, therapy begins to unlock the restrictions the body may have encountered. Just as repetitive behaviors can be detrimental to the system, they can also rebuild it through therapy. Various body therapies continue to remind the body of patterns that better support it. By introducing therapy on a regular basis (i.e. once a week to start) the body is reminded how to support and align itself in a beneficial way. As the body comes into alignment, the mind becomes aware of the new pattern and adopts it. Supporting this cycle is an important aspect of therapy. Constantly reminding the body of how it could be is an important step to change. Slowly changing a pattern will allow it to reach new depths within the system and establish itself with a strong foundation. Unfortunately, society as a whole desires a quick fix, which generally changes things in the short term only. If we want to really change a pattern in our bodies, minds, emotions, etc., we need to take the time to establish a solid foundation. After all, it took time for us to create our patterns in the first place. Being patient with our process will allow us a great freedom in the development of a system that is well supported. Patterns can shape our lives and our lives can shape patterns and on and on . . . . The only constant is change. Take time today to change what does not fit into your life and know you will be at the beginning of a great adventure.

For more details about holistic therapy and Nancy’s experience with healing refer to her book “Finding My Way From Paralysis To A Rich, Full Life.”

Reproduction of articles are permitted by Nancy M. Turcich, NTS, BCPP,  author and holistic bodyworker, with acknowledgments and credentials included. www.naturalmassagetherapy.com

For further information or questions, please contact Nancy T @ Natural Massage Therapy at 928-717-1251, nmt1@naturalmassagetherapy.com.

This article is for informational/educational purposes only. This information does not take the place of current treatment plans nor medications prescribed. Always consult your physician to determine the most beneficial course of treatment for your individual needs.

Staying Well

April 18, 2018: With “Have A Little Faith In Me” playing through my headphones, I sat uncomfortably in a hard recliner chair at Yavapai Regional Medical Center. Thankful for the music guiding my focus, a nurse inserted a small catheter into my arm and a blood product called Immunoglobulin (Ig) slowly dripped into my vein for the next 3 1/2 hours. 

Nothing prepares you for certain things in life. There may come a time when you have to make tough decisions about your life because your health is on the line. I‘m not referring to a broken bone or a cold. This “event” may take your life away.

The recent global reaction to COVID-19 may or may not be the “event.” In some ways, I feel like I have a two-year head start on all of the uncertainty. Each day warnings change, questions arise, and people try to wrap their minds around the Coronavirus and its impact upon our lives. This has become a worldwide awakening to illness. It is something I consider daily regardless of what virus is floating around. 

When I first discovered my immune deficiency (Ig Def.), for which I am presently being treated, every cough, sneeze, or runny nose expressed by another person heightened my awareness. During my first infusion, I chose to wear a mask because I was sick and the hospital provided no isolation for care. All of the patients in the infusion center had compromised systems whether it was cancer or Ig Def. It was an appropriate time for isolation, yet there was no room nor protocol for social distance. Feeling awful, I thought of others as well as myself when I walked into the hospital for treatment. Yet, I wondered how wise it was to expose people who had compromised systems to be in my presence. 

Today, more and more people are being educated on the spread of disease. I hope it takes hold and continues beyond this pandemic.

In 2018, I semi-isolated. I stayed home more than I went out. I kept to myself and I used allopathic as well as natural healing practices to maintain my health. But, I also went on with my life. For months, I questioned if I would see my family again. In October 2018, I was thrilled to be back with my family at my parent’s 65th Wedding Anniversary party. However, when someone warned me to stay clear of their sick child I laughed inside knowing that just being in the same house opened the door for me to catch something. So many things are in the air, on surfaces, within easy reach of us. Having a “normal” immune system helps to combat disease, but it doesn’t always keep us well. This fact is becoming clearer to the masses as people pay attention to the spread of COVID-19. 

Common health practices are being emphasized these days. To have to be told to wash your hands or to cough into your sleeve or to stay away from others when you are sick seems like “no brainers,” yet many of these practices are avoided and disregarded. Today, with the Coronavirus, people are starting to pay attention to the basics; scrubbing their hands like they are going into surgery; keeping a personal space of 6’; isolating themselves and their families; looking at other people as a possible threat; so many changes. But I wonder how long that will last once the virus and fear subside. I will continue with the good practices that have kept me healthy for the past two years. I can only hope that others follow suit for my sake as well as the benefit of all.

I don’t know where this is going or how it will all play out. I do know that I am going to live my life as fully as possible for as long as possible. When your life is threatened, it may make life sweeter. For me, I did what I had to do to keep my good life going and I accepted infusions to provide immunity. It was something I thought I would NEVER do. This is a time of seeing what we NEVER thought we’d do. 

In Polarity Therapy, there is a saying; “The whole is the sum of its parts and parts make up the whole.” We are seeing how true that is with this virus showing us how interconnected we are and how we impact each other.

These days things are changing rapidly. When I was first undergoing treatment, I had more questions than answers. That’s how I see people now. It’s scary when you think you can get sick and die. That you may or may not see those you love. But when you embrace the life you have and live it to the fullest, then the amount of time isn’t as important as each moment. For your sanity, ask “How am I right now?” Following that feeling is the best you can do. If you feel good, appreciate that and feel it in every cell of your body. If you are scared, feel that and explore ways to find what is working to dissipate the fear. Sometimes, it’s as simple as being grateful for clean water to drink or in this case, for toilet paper to wipe your bottom. We still have it all. 

I plan to get back to my mission of being FULLY in my life. For now, I’ll continue to do my part and when paralysis (worry, fear, anxiety) enters I will sit with it and let it pass like the clouds. I will walk each day and be grateful for each step and breath that carries me through this life. I am a fortunate one. For that and so much more, I am grateful. It took me decades to get here and I will do my best to show others it is possible to live a rich, full life.* Since I can’t physically touch people, I am also offering audio recordings to help people support the health of their lungs.**

Prior to writing, I was out walking in the rain. Some may think this is crazy, but walking is my daily practice. With no one else in sight, it felt as though I was the last human roaming the Earth. It was eerie and magical. Absorbing the scenery, I noticed the Manzanita bushes had pink flower bells hanging from them indicating spring had sprung regardless of disease. The rain swept across the landscape removing the mountains normally present on a clear day. Sitting on a rock, I thought of mankind and this pandemic. I contemplated my own life these past two years; the fear, the unknown, the questions. And then I felt all of the love in my life. I allowed that to flow through every cell of my being and then I saw it all before me. As the moisture sailed over me, the sun peeked through and I sent that love out to the world. At that moment, all was well in my world. Wishing you all the same. Be well… Nancy T

  • Check out my book for valuable healing information during your quarantine time: “Finding My Way From Paralysis To A Rich, Full Life,” at http://naturalmassagetherapy.com/books/ : Also available on Amazon, iTunes, and Barnes and Noble.

** Please contact Nancy T at nmt1@naturalmassagetherapy.com for your Voice Memo    recording of “Liberating the Lungs”: Save $5.00 NOW!!! Regularly $20.00, discounted to $15.00. Other topics to follow. 

My Kinda Town

My Kinda Town – Chicago is. . . . 

Chicago has always been divided into the Southside and the Northside. I grew up on the Southside in an Irish – Catholic neighborhood. No Irish blood runs in my veins but the nuns still show up. Introducing myself as a Southsider people comment, “You’re not black.” I look at my white skin, rubbed it, and reply, “No.” In my neighborhood, there was a line distinctly drawn between black neighborhoods and white neighborhoods. Western Avenue was the dividing line in my life. 

Looking back on Chicago’s history, I would say the greatest thing that happened was when Mrs. O’Leary’s cow started the Great Chicago Fire. Although the fire itself was an enormous tragedy, an amazing lakefront formed in Chicago as a result. 

Back in the day, the railroad and stockyard consumed Chicago’s lakefront. From what I have read, parks were always a part of the plan to attract tourists and locals alike, but finances leaned toward animal products back in the day. It took many years, huge revenue, and extraordinary effort to make Chicago’s lakefront one of the most beautiful cities to visit in the USA.

Lake Michigan makes Chicago unique. Although Lake Michigan is a freshwater lake, it is more unpredictable than the ocean. In my sailing years, I learned a great deal about the lake and how quickly things can change on Lake Michigan. The view of Chicago’s skyline from the water is stunning, especially at night. As the sun sets, the skyscrapers light up. One day I walked the lakefront and then my friend Bob picked me up on his boat and I took it all in from the water. It was quite a day in Chicago. 

The city of Chicago is linked together by a walkway that goes along the water, through parks and leading to museums. From the Shedd Aquarium and Planetarium to Millennium Park, you can enjoy the sights. With gardens galore and Buckingham Fountain standing in the midst of it all, it is definitely something to see and experience. Throughout the summer, people from all over the world are drawn to Chicago for sights, sounds, food, and fun. 

Unfortunately, due to violence, people miss out on Chicago. One client told me he would never tour. That saddens me because Chicago is MY KINDA TOWN… friendly people, music, food, beaches, museums, and a lakefront you can walk for miles and miles. One of my favorite places to sit is by Buckingham Fountain. If you haven’t visited, perhaps you will cross the divide and check out ~ Chicago, Chicago, That Toddlin’ Town.

Happy Holidays. May 2020 be dazzling. Be well… Nancy T

A Force Beyond Measure – Game Changer #3

Ronald Michael Turcich arrived on December 20,1954. Named after two kind and influential men, Ronny had a good start. The eldest of eight, Ronny also had challenges. He took to life with a smile and continued to forge his own unique, adventuresome path. Ronny used to tell us (siblings) that he did “everything” so we didn’t have to worry about getting in trouble.

There are eight years and four siblings between Ronny and I. That left him far ahead of me in life. It also left a wake of sibling exploits beyond him. Ronny was my BIG brother and he always treated me kindly. Being a Tom Boy may have helped my cause. 

Without Ronny, my life would have been completely different. Unknowingly, Ronny guided me to my career as a Natural Therapeutic Specialist, aka Massage & Polarity Therapist. By opening his home to me, I was able to attend the New Mexico School of Natural Therapeutics (NMSNT). As I wrote in my last blog, NMSNT was a game-changer. My time in New Mexico also gave me an opportunity to participate in Ronny’s life. It was no surprise that Ronny had many great friends. To me, it seemed like Ronny walked down the street and he came to the end of the road with a handful of new friends.

In August 1989, I returned to NMSNT for the first time since graduation. With three years of having human bodies pass under my hands, it was time to refresh my skills. Once again, my class experience was life-changing. However, my home life was disturbing. From the moment I arrived, Ronny wasn’t Ronny. A shell of himself and a person I didn’t recognize at times, that was the 1989 Ronny. To say Ronny was LOST would be an understatement. I spent my off-hours being with him, listening to him, sharing whatever I could to raise him from his funk. I left New Mexico feeling as though it was the last time with my BIG brother. Unfortunately, on September 22,1989 my thought became a reality. Ronny took his life on that day. From that day forth, my entire life was a game-changer. With extreme pain, I went on with my life without his smile, without his stories, without his sense of adventure, without his generosity. Nothing would prepare me for the loss that followed. At one point, I even debated my own existence. 

Suicide is like no other loss. Each and every moment of each and every day you wonder, “What could I have done?” Family, friends and even acquaintances ask this question. And you also wonder, “WHY?” 

For decades I was stuck in the loop of loss. Even as joy and love entered my life again, I internally chastised myself for even a sliver of happiness. Initially, I stated, “How can I be happy when my brother is DEAD?” As you might imagine, that scared away many friends. But those who stuck around were a real gift. It didn’t matter if I was sad, they were in my life. It didn’t matter if I was angry, they were in my life. 

Journaling came into my life in 1989. Without great communication skills, I turned to paper and pen. Writing became a game-changer. In fact, it saved my life and resulted in two books: “One of Eight – my perspective on our brother’s suicide” & “Finding My Way From Paralysis To A Rich, Full Life.” The foundation of both books rose from my journals. Writing became A Force Beyond Measure. It became a place where I could put all of my dark & scary thoughts. It became a safe house where I found ways through those ugly places. 

Even in his death, Ronny touched my life. He led me to another avenue to explore. Just like the men who came before him, he influenced my life beyond measure. Be well… Nancy T

For more about “One of Eight – my perspective on our brother’s suicide” & “Finding My Way From Paralysis To A Rich, Full Life,” visit http://naturalmassagetherapy.com/books/