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Once upon a time in the west

Springtime here is a bitch. There's no predicting the weather. One day it's 80 degrees and lovely, the next it's 50 and we're hunting around for sweaters again. For real, this high desert weather is confusing, and causes no end of confusion for our bodies.

I went in for a balancing treatment today, and boy did I need it. My friend KD, the most amazing practitioner I know and who saved my life (literally) way back when, and who has been treating me for.ever now,  said Spring is really hard for our bodies. The pollens blow around, we're trying to adapt to cold, then hot, then cold again, then wind, which really plays havoc on our systems.

She said she treats more patients in the Spring than any other season.

And when she treated me, we started talking about the profession. And she shared some of her insight, gained over 25 years of treating an amazing assortment of patients. With all kinds of issues, as one would expect. She talked with me like a future colleague, and used terms I'm now familiar with, and shared philosophy that resonated within me. No surprise there, but it was very cool, I won't lie.

At the end of the treatment I asked her if I should be doing anything I'm not to keep healthy, to stay strong during this very exciting and busy time in my life.

Her words were simple, and sound. 'Just remember to take a little downtime, find a bit of serenity where you can and embrace it.'

Simple, elegant, sagely.

Happy weekend friends!

Stevie

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