The Blossoming of Shaela

Shaela is shedding her outer hull.  With the start of Behavioral Optometry sessions with Dr. Berne, Shaela seems to be going into deep work releasing her abandonment issues.  Dr. Berne noted that many of her infant reflexes were either still here or not functioning appropriately.  That she needed to do some exercises to help her integrate her brain and that things may come up for her.  And yes, they immediately did.  Shaela has been angry, very angry.  When we muscle test, it is her infant self who is angry at her birth mother.  We talk about it, she feels it and we process it using various techniques that I use on my patients.  After which, she lets go of the rage and then reconnects with so much love.  She is amazing.  I am here for her in so many ways.  I feel so blessed to have the skills in which to help her and so blessed that she can go the distance and is so mature enough to do so and to understand.  She is extraordinary.

On a lighter note, Shaela is losing so many of her baby teeth (probably not a coincidence the timing of it all).  She has the cutest smile without her front teeth, but her adult teeth come in immediately behind the loss and her smile changes daily.  She is still enjoying karate and may get her orange belt soon.  Although she still hates and fights transitions and tells us each time we pick her up for karate that she doesn't want to go.

We had a nice holiday with my family, but unfortuately, James, Doug and Ben did not come.  James had broken his clavicle in two places, while celebrating his 50th in Mexico.  Shaela was the only kid amongst a sea of adults.  She used this opportunity to create shows on the stage of the Ranch house.  She got all of us (excluding Nonna, YeYe and Zia, who were the audience), to perform her lines and act in her play.  It was wonderful.  She is quite a director!  She made "experiments" with Auntie Ali, mixing baking soda, raw egg, vinegar and whatever else they found.  She was in Heaven.  And she didn't want to leave.  She gets sad and depressed at each transition.  Again, her lesson in letting go is intense.

Many blessings to whoever is still reading this.
Debbie