It Was Me All Along, by Susan Austin-Crumpton

It Was Me All Along, by Susan Austin-Crumpton

I was backpacking alone in Utah, carrying a huge pack on my skinny hips that looked like raw meat.  I felt invincible, capable, with every step validating that there is nothing I can’t do. I loved it! That was many years ago.

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5 Minutes a Day, by guest blogger Jacqueline DeSelms-Wolfe

I went to see my psychiatrist a few weeks ago for the sole purpose of having her increase my anti-depressants. I walk in confidently, sit down and tell her, "I need to up my medication. I have been depressed. I think I need the change." 

She smiles and says, "How is your yoga going?"

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Detox, by Maureen Doyle, MAT

Detox, by Maureen Doyle, MAT

I just had an ionic foot detox last week.  This process is supposed to release the toxins from the body and whether or not it was successful, I have to say that it was a nice treat to have my feet relax in warm water for 45 minutes.  As I closed my eyes and enjoyed a moment of stillness, I could not help but wonder about the importance of not only detoxing my physical body but also detoxing my mind.  Our world is so busy and filled with so much noise, surely a detox from it would be just as refreshing.

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Ma Is Dying, by Guest Blogger David J Saffold

Ma Is Dying, by Guest Blogger David J Saffold

Tuesday, Crying Again!

This morning I found my eighty-four-year-old mother sleeping with her legs hanging off one side of the bed.  She has gotten much weaker and can't pull her legs up onto the bed anymore.  She could last week, why not this week?  She cries out in pain as I pull her to sitting position - I have to hold her back so she doesn't fall back on the bed.  Everything with her is a chore - hard labor!  I flinch when her pain makes her cry out.  Her hip muscle has stretched from lying like that all night.  I finally get her to her recliner and get some Tylenol down her throat.  “Ouch, ouch, ouch, everything hurts” is the song she is constantly singing.  I beg her to eat something but can only convince her to drink a little vitamin drink.  So I sit down on the couch and my eyes well up with tears.  I have a great urge to cry just like I cried yesterday morning.  I don't know what to do and nobody else knows either.  I am helpless and don't like being helpless - so I cry.  I guess I am not the tough-guy I like to think I am.

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Who Are You Answering To? - by Maureen Doyle, MAT

Who Are You Answering To? - by Maureen Doyle, MAT

This year, let your true self plan for the year instead of letting others make that choice for you…

I ran a workshop earlier this year, Make it Happen in 2018!, and it was filled with enthusiastic participants. There was an energy that filled the room that was palpable. It seemed to say – “Look out 2018, here I come! This year is going to be big!”

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Still Crazy After All This Time, by Susan Austin-Crumpton

Still Crazy After All This Time, by Susan Austin-Crumpton

I have many times over my lifetime worried about being “crazy.”

That was a word we heard often as I was growing up.  My mother called her older sister “crazy,” her sister in law “sick.” My ex-mother-in-law held her head and cried and cried daily over the death of her sister that occurred years and years earlier.

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A Full Experience of Myself, by Susan Austin-Crumpton

A Full Experience of Myself, by Susan Austin-Crumpton

I, too, have many faults.  I have spent a lifetime trying to rid myself of me.  Many religious teachers told me I could change me and find God.  Many spiritual teachers taught me that I could “transform” me into these powerful virtues.  I used to have the fantasy that I could finally change myself, become more likeable, more kind, more good, more successful, more organized, more loved . . .MORE!

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Consider Love, by Susan Beyler

When I find myself being conflicted about “the right thing to do?” -  I shift my question to “what is the most loving thing to do?”.

It usually helps.

 

Susan Beyler
Integrative Therapist, The Estuary
615-337-7017
susanbeyler@theestuary.org

 

 

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Susan Beyler

Susan graduated from the seven year program with The School of Self Healing Arts in 2001. She has been on staff at the school for 7 years and she has a private practice as a pastoral counselor with The Estuary. As a Montessori teacher for many years she has experience working with human inner growth and development. With her midwife training she is able to “birth” the spiritual growth so necessary to living a whole and meaningful life. She works with individuals accompanying them on their journey to a full relationship with themselves and their lives. Susan specializes in energy therapies with family of origin issues, addiction, depression, coupleship and trauma. She does hands on energy work with physical health issues and emotional balancing and strengthening. Drawing on her experience as a middle school teacher, she offers therapeutic workshops in subjects such as healthy boundaries, grief and loss, and relationship skills. She lived on The Farm (one of the oldest running intentional communities known for its midwifery, vegetarian cuisine, and alternative technology) for many years, and is a grandmother.