I ask myself this question after I see yet another shocking New York TImes headline - with the legless torso body of a young soldier receiving advanced rehabilitation. Proving yet again, our limitless healing potential. War used to be a few days raiding and pillaging in order for a tribe's harmony to be appeased. Light…
Author: Dr. Jen Wyman-Clemons, MD
A Quick F/U[1]
Working on another flower essay; trying to bring it from garble. Here I'm presenting a brief follow up. Though I am toying with sharing an altogether different L.D. story; already written...but do I dare publish it? Meanwhile, chores are demanding as my housekeeper quit.[2] Our rupture was precipitated by both the new kitchen, and yes,…
A response to the prompt, “What is school for?”
What is education and why do we need it? As a hu(e)-man woman coming from a white Anglo-Saxon background, I grew up in a “privileged” town, or so I thought. Our public high school, had some good teachers but no advance A.P. classes; there was no homework assigned on computer. We did have Latin, Greek,…
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A blurb about having vertigo
Vertigo is really humbling. I had it a few years ago. The first time was coming from a plunge in cold water -into a hot room at my favorite Korean bath spa. The room spun so rapidly I thought I would fall. Fortunately then, it lasted a few seconds. The summer before I got divorced,…
L.D. #12 A complaint statement (first draft)
Here's a letter for our local court system (hey, why not at this point?! This is A-mer-ica, land of no mothers and instead an expensive legal system). I am willing to receive constructive feedback from my readers. Dear Sir/Madam, I would like to register a complaint of verbal assault against Mr. (insert my Love Daemon’s…
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Thoughts on being a “healer”
If it is a “healer’s” job to guide the willing back to one’s own path of light, to remember and regain one’s true essence (bit by bit, with ease and joy - rather than being thrown in the alchemical cauldron and distilled back to nescience (‘not knowing’)), then may medicine, especially as practiced in the…
L.D.#11 (A gentle rant)
I once met a man, who gave me a shine. He seemed like no other- to both ‘get’ and like, my heart’s spiritual side. * He had gone out of his way - as in giving up two Saturdays and a Friday, To meet me and get Reiki. * And too was in my dream…
Every picture tells a story
Consider, While every picture tells a story of a thousand words, Every part of your picture Has one of its own. So when you’re looking a picture As e-vidence of proximity in any given situation, How they got there on the page, might be quite interesting. At least if you like listening to people and…
Gimel גמל
Gimel, kabbalistically is our priestess of self who bears heart’s call to G-d above. And bears His blessings back to us. With our cries froom Tipheret, She guides His breath from Keter. It is to spirit of Gimel, ג, light being and moon G-ddess (of self), heart's consciousness bears our flames of nonverbal agony (a-gon-y…
Welcome spirit (AEIOU#2)
Imagine you as entity, whole in the womb. Embryo enjoined into vessel of being but yet unawakened, without breath, sparkless. [1] Also not yet named in one’s inner ear clearly, Nor until now did a parent look you in the eye when saying your combination of vowels and consonants. Growing in and with your mother’s…