I have been trying not to take too much fodder for this blog from actual client charts for fear of violating privacy rights, but occasionally something comes up that is too valuable not to share. When this happens I try to present the information in as vague a form as possible so as to maintain the privacy of the client’s identity.
I saw a woman today who had had two different cancer surgeries but we did not discuss the details before the session. I try not to know too many details about the client before we start the session so that I’m taking the information strictly from the chart.
This client has an exact and angular opposition from a Capricorn Venus to Uranus which denotes a traumatic (Uranus) history with respect to her value as a woman (Venus). During the reading I felt she had an energy blockage in the belly area at the second chakra and saw this blockage as a wounded part of herself that she had long ago rejected around her attractiveness as a female and her lovability. She disclosed that one of her cancer surgeries had been for cervical cancer and that she had worked with different modalities to try to release blocks in that area. She also shared that as a child she was told by her mother that she was ugly and worthless and carried a great deal of pain with her as a result.
We think of fighting against cancer as if it were a being separate from ourselves. Those of us who have worked for a long time to heal old psychological injuries have tried hard to rid ourselves of the residue of this soul damage. We cut cords that bind us to toxic loved ones. We clear our chakras. We do everything except open our hearts to the damage that may remain within us and bid it welcome.
I am certainly not advocating that we stop having surgery to remove cancers. But I feel it is useful to explore a different way of dealing with our baggage. In the aforementioned article I quoted Stephen Levine, a brilliant writer and healer who works as a gatekeeper for the dying, and here’s just a relevant snippet which bears repeating:
We suggest that people treat their illness as though it were their only child, with that same mercy and loving-kindness. If that was in your child’s body, you’d caress it, you’d hold it, you’d do all you could to make it well. But somehow when it’s in our body we wall it off, we send hatred into it and anger into it. We treat ourselves with so little kindness, so little softness.