The Queen Is In The Castle
August 29, 2017
The Queen is in the Castle and She’s Fired Up and Ready To Go
First Day of my real transformation journey for this 60 something hippie mama.
I never thought I would be a blogger and I still might not want to share publically, but today I strive to write down all that I’ve been going through for the past 2 years. It will take loads of humor thrown in because I HAVE to find the joy!
I was inspired by Dr. Christiane Northrup, OB GYN, MD, visionary and maverick in a man’s medical world who gave a live webinar yesterday. She took my long winded silly sounding but serious question about frozen shoulder to heart. She even pronounced my name Aricia, correctly (“A-reesha”) and shared her ordeal with it in both her shoulders.
I have, as she has been, running the gamut of frozen shoulder syndrome for a year and half now. First it started in the right as a niggling little pain after my Dad died in December 2015. I bet it started when he literally held a death grip on my right hand across my body as he lay in bed peacefully.
Then to throw into the recipe there’s my big and loud and always correct husband (who usually is correct but with a brashness that is repelling at times. I won’t go into details because that isn’t appropriate and after all I am a lady. My astrologer told me that I can’t tolerate vulgarity and unsolicited opinions. Hmm, how did she see that in my chart? But to suffice to say, I’ve started making it known that the Queen is in the Castle and saying her peace.
So, with a fall on my forearm in my garden on top of the right frozen shoulder I became a medical patient. Not in my character. Another insight from my astrologer. I took the Western medical therapy guidelines and 6 months later it had cleared up within a year. Fast forward 2 months and I unexpectedly had two fainting episodes (one after an encounter with a rattlesnake) that put me through a battery of tests at the ER and St. Vincent’s Hospital because my loved ones thought it was prudent. How could I disagree. All tests turned up normal and it was chocked up to anxiety and overwhelm (astrologer, chiropractor and acupuncturist all confirmed).
After a complete house arrest of six weeks I slowly came out in the world again. Beginning, (your never going to believe this) with a birthday party for Ringo Starr at Capital Records. He even came right up to me and asked what I was drinking in my posh cup that I later stashed in my purse for a souvenir. I said it was “green tea with a splash of coffee” and he replied, “I only have lemon in my coffee”. What?!? But I remember back when I was a Beatlemanic that he was quite the jokester, so I chocked that up to “Wow! I just met a Beatle after all these years!” Funny how things come full circle when you live long enough and the stars are aligned.
This past month I resumed normal daily activities and BAM! My left shoulder blade was aching. Getting worse by the week with sharp pain and difficulty turning over or getting up from lying down. So, in order to get a fairly good night’s sleep I’ve devised a nightly routine of tiger balm pain patches, half a dozen arm pillows, diffuser with frankincense, Advil, powdered magnesium in warm water and sometimes late night snacks of dates and yogurt. Trying anything for a little relief.
Coming full circle now to Dr. Northrup’s Ageless Goddess webinar course yesterday she assured me that it will go away and I will be transformed and rebirthed with a balance of my femininity (left) and masculine side (right) so I can go out and spread the word to my fellow hippie mamas that we can overcome.
It isn’t all better yet, even though my mind is now positive, my body has to take the reins.
With a combination of myofascial medical massage, gentle Chiropractic, Physical Therapy, meditation (every day), swimming, hiking, yoga, acupuncture and green foods in abundance I KNOW that it (my body) will be transformed.
I might even start posting weekly, mainly for myself but if anyone gets a hot tip from me that would make it all worthwhile. I welcome a safe forum for any ladies who want to share our ups and downs together here.
Hippie Mama Aricia