“What did you do differently?” asks the chiropractor.
He appears genuinely curious. He wants to find out what it is that I did that lessened the discomfort in my body — a huge improvement compared to the last time I had my spinal adjustment a little over a month ago.
I’m so tempted to tell him the truth. It shouldn’t be that difficult for me to do that. Speaking my truth, after all, is what I made a commitment to a long time ago. It was one of the Universe’s messages when I had my pivotal thyroidectomy more than 15 years ago. I experienced vocal cord paralysis that altered — in a most wonderful and powerful way — the course of my life. Speaking our truth, I learned, is one of the spiritual lessons of a blocked and imbalanced throat chakra.
I sit comfortably in front of his desk watching him type up his notes. His bespectacled face is glued intently on his laptop screen. I decide to spare him some of the details of my experience.
“Oh, nothing. Nothing much really…except some daily stretches and exercises to complement the adjustment,” was my curt reply. No elaboration. No further explanation. No other information.
It is, in fact, the truth; I’m not lying. But I’m not telling him everything either — not all of the truth of my situation, that is.
Am I being ‘dishonest’ and ‘lying’ when I do not divulge everything?
Being honest and truthful does not mean telling everything. We need to practice discernment on whom and when to share and how much.
I had been reminded of that tenet when I first consulted with him several months ago. At the time, I allowed myself to participate in a power struggle and get sucked into such a drama. He dangled the bait; I took it.
Someone who, like me, embraces the integrated and holistic approach to health and wellness, recommended this chiropractor to me, who I thought was also incorporating such an approach into his medical practice. Or is at least open to it.
Wrong. I was mistaken. Big time. So, so wrong of me to have assumed.
It didn’t take long for me to be at the receiving end of his inner conflicts that were brought to the surface. His insecurities have been triggered.
He and I engaged in an intense conversation and argument about healing and forgiveness. We clearly had opposing views on the subject.
Rather than be bullied though, I faced him squarely. I didn’t allow his so-called position of power to overwhelm me. I wasn’t going to let him use his position of authority to have even any power over me. It was quite tough though, admittedly, to not be thrown out of one’s center.
But I was determined to not be intimidated. And not overthrown I most certainly was, yes! 🙂
“It’s the first time that I’ve met someone like you. And it’s so refreshing… You amaze me!” were his parting words. He sure was in awe. Listening to him mouth those words made it almost impossible for me to contain my grin.
Individuals, particularly ‘authority’ figures with a blocked solar plexus have a false sense of power. And those who subscribe to gender inequality and discrimination (aka male superiority), struggle with people — especially women — like me who refuse to be spoken down to. Sorry, I’m no longer allowing Dad or Mom to command me to ‘Shut up!’
After his seemingly endless attempts at putting me down, I was naturally ecstatic to hear him concede. I felt vindicated! I succeeded in my desire and commitment to no longer be intimidated — by anyone, especially those who hold positions of ‘authority,’ yes! 😀
In a recent post, I talked about how an interaction with the owner of the resort where I’m staying triggered the fear and trauma that I had experienced from my father. That brief but intensely impactful encounter with the owner was a horrific yet deeply healing episode. And my healing continues even as I write this post.
I so want to share with this chiropractor how much of the improvement in my lower right back and right hip have to do with the release that I have been doing in connection with the trauma from my father. (We store a lot of our emotions in our hips; Tightness in that area may be an indication of stuck emotions that need to be released.)
I choose to not share that information with him though. And I leave his clinic asking myself why I did not tell him the complete truth about my situation. I even have a tinge of regret.
Did I allow myself to be threatened by him when I kept some parts of my story and situation from him?
No. I’ve simply become wiser and discerning — thankfully.
There are things best left unsaid. There are things best kept to one’s self only — especially if the recipients of such information, particularly those of a delicate and sensitive nature, do not know how to hold space for the other or celebrate someone else’s victory and success.
I quickly realize also that sharing with him the reason behind the huge release in my hip and lower back would achieve only one thing — prove myself right and make him wrong. It would only one-up him. It would leave me feeling ‘’victorious’ and him ‘defeated.’
And I’m so thankful that I chose to operate instead from a Divine consciousness. I practiced restraint. Control. Discernment. And I feel so empowered! 😀
It is now a Sunday evening. The sun has just set. Deep hues of red and orange paint the landscape. There’s a slight breeze. The waves gently brush against the shore. Peace and quiet are in my midst once more. I sure am so happy and thankful to be near the water again — and swim in it! 😀
And as I reflect on the week that passed and my trip to the city where I visited this chiropractor, I’m grateful for such an opportunity — to discern when, how much and whom to give and share.
I’m grateful for the chance to practice the art and skill of speaking my truth.
I’m grateful for the reminder that I can be honest and truthful without disclosing everything.
How about you? What are you grateful for?
😀 ⭐ ❤ ⭐ 😀