Yoga, PSP, Aunt Nancy & Me
Last summer, everyone thought that Aunt Nancy had had a stroke. In her seventies and having enjoyed a lifetime of relatively good health, Aunt nancy now moved with caution, seemed off balance, and appeared to have difficulty forming words. Her mind seemed alert, and she could read and comprehend a conversation. Her eyes, however, could nto seem to track to the speaker in any given dialogue.
My mom, at 73, who has been my alpha yoga student for a couple of years is also Aunt Nancy's Sin Twister ("twin sister-in-crime"), was reluctant to involve Nan in any yoga till a concrete diagnosis had been made.
By the time of the family xmas party in December, a diagnosis of PSP had been made and mom was equally encouraged and resigned by the news. I guess that PSP is supposed to be similar to Parkinson's but sans the shakes.
Mom was encouraged because the articles she read indicated that PSP sufferers could benefit from yoga, but she also learned that PSP was a degenerative, progressive illiness with no cure.
Mom was happy to get a little yoga class off the ground after Aunt Nancy and her husband had moved into a nearby assisted living facility. But mom warned me that there was no cure and that the best we can hope to do is improve the quality of Nancy's life.
Meanwhile, I had been doing my own investigation foro Aunt Nancy in the etheric world. Via a Yahoo! group internet loop, I found another Sat Nam Rasayn practitioner with whom to trade and combine efforts. At the prescribed time, we both tuned in to Aunt Nancy, and with the awareness cultivated through years of meditation practice we opened the Sacred Space and sat in awareness.
At the time (this is about last fall), my sister SNR practitioner said that Aunt Nancy wasn't open to receive the healing yet. So I took it to prayer, to the Guru, and to the Ancestors.
Today is Tuesday, January 30, 2007. Mom and Aunt Nan and I have been doing Yoga twice a week for four or five weeks. Encouraged by Aunt Nancy's upward progress, I suggested to mom and Aunt Nancy that we don't limit God. Of course PSP is formidable, but after a few weeks of gentle yoga combined with meditation, Aunt Nancy perked up remarkably after a couple good strong sets of yoga, especially with Kundalini Yoga as taught by Yogi Bhajan and the set in the recent issue of Aquarian Age for the brain IQ. Aunt Nancy particularly loves the kriyas for balance. Mom particularly loves getting a good workout. The other residents particularly wonder what we are doning, especially when they hear us chanting "SA TA NA MA" and "Sat Nam" while they are eating dinner in the adjoining room.
Aunt Nance goes to the doctor today for a check up regarding her PSP. She is brining along the set from Aquarian Age just to show the doctor what we are up to.
No promises. No Cures. God is the doer. We are the channel, if we allow.
Is Aunt Nancy's quality of life better?
I don't know.
But mine sure is.
Love, Mary Gen
Last summer, everyone thought that Aunt Nancy had had a stroke. In her seventies and having enjoyed a lifetime of relatively good health, Aunt nancy now moved with caution, seemed off balance, and appeared to have difficulty forming words. Her mind seemed alert, and she could read and comprehend a conversation. Her eyes, however, could nto seem to track to the speaker in any given dialogue.
My mom, at 73, who has been my alpha yoga student for a couple of years is also Aunt Nancy's Sin Twister ("twin sister-in-crime"), was reluctant to involve Nan in any yoga till a concrete diagnosis had been made.
By the time of the family xmas party in December, a diagnosis of PSP had been made and mom was equally encouraged and resigned by the news. I guess that PSP is supposed to be similar to Parkinson's but sans the shakes.
Mom was encouraged because the articles she read indicated that PSP sufferers could benefit from yoga, but she also learned that PSP was a degenerative, progressive illiness with no cure.
Mom was happy to get a little yoga class off the ground after Aunt Nancy and her husband had moved into a nearby assisted living facility. But mom warned me that there was no cure and that the best we can hope to do is improve the quality of Nancy's life.
Meanwhile, I had been doing my own investigation foro Aunt Nancy in the etheric world. Via a Yahoo! group internet loop, I found another Sat Nam Rasayn practitioner with whom to trade and combine efforts. At the prescribed time, we both tuned in to Aunt Nancy, and with the awareness cultivated through years of meditation practice we opened the Sacred Space and sat in awareness.
At the time (this is about last fall), my sister SNR practitioner said that Aunt Nancy wasn't open to receive the healing yet. So I took it to prayer, to the Guru, and to the Ancestors.
Today is Tuesday, January 30, 2007. Mom and Aunt Nan and I have been doing Yoga twice a week for four or five weeks. Encouraged by Aunt Nancy's upward progress, I suggested to mom and Aunt Nancy that we don't limit God. Of course PSP is formidable, but after a few weeks of gentle yoga combined with meditation, Aunt Nancy perked up remarkably after a couple good strong sets of yoga, especially with Kundalini Yoga as taught by Yogi Bhajan and the set in the recent issue of Aquarian Age for the brain IQ. Aunt Nancy particularly loves the kriyas for balance. Mom particularly loves getting a good workout. The other residents particularly wonder what we are doning, especially when they hear us chanting "SA TA NA MA" and "Sat Nam" while they are eating dinner in the adjoining room.
Aunt Nance goes to the doctor today for a check up regarding her PSP. She is brining along the set from Aquarian Age just to show the doctor what we are up to.
No promises. No Cures. God is the doer. We are the channel, if we allow.
Is Aunt Nancy's quality of life better?
I don't know.
But mine sure is.
Love, Mary Gen
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