I have 2 reasons to get up in the morning- the first one is my perfect husband. The second reason is my beautiful boy.
My son is almost 16 months old. With every day that goes by he gains more and more space in my heart, and is introducing me to amounts of love I never knew possible. Everything changed for me when that boy came into my life, everything changed in so many levels that I can’t really describe it, it’s one of those things one should experience in order to know what I mean.

I studied CM and knew to describe my path in this very un-clear, multi-paths world that is CM:
I’ll finish school, open a clinic, be an assistant with one of the best known practitioners in the country, continue studying, be a teacher’s assistant…
And then life happened- I finished school (along the way my mother passed away), started my own practice and things were going well, I was looking for the best course to take as a post-graduate course, I was an assistant of a well-known practitioner for a year (not the practitioner I wanted but I managed to learn many things from him, mainly what I don’t want to be as a practitioner) and I was a teacher’s assistant in one of the leading schools in the country. 4 years ago my father passed away and this was the first time I felt my practice is not really something I want to have in my life.

I should also mention that when it comes to CM, I’m a little bit greedy.
I want to study everything, learn everything, know everything- and that’s a bit of a problem, if you know what I mean!
Every now and then I had to stop and set my priorities again, because some where along the way, I would find myself overwhelmed with so many projects that I got nothing done.

I stopped my practice when I was pregnant, on my 6th month.
After my son was born I was overwhelmed with motherhood, with being a motherless mother, and with pain from the c-section I had, it took me a long time to realize and understand what it is that I need.
I knew one thing for sure- I have no energy to be a practitioner for others.
I felt sorry about that. All my life I loved helping others, I still do, and I love the idea that someone comes in with something that bothers him and I have the ability to take it away. With CM, I love that this ability has nothing to do with drugs but with a few acupuncture points.
But I had to face other issues now, and I was desperately searching for a way to know what I should and shouldn’t do.

Slowly but surely I got back on the right track- went back to running my little business I have here in Israel, got back to seeing people, and grew into the role of the mother of the family.
And with interactions with people come all the good things- but also the bad things.
Add to that the challenges I faced being a new parent- I had to learn, rather quickly, to pick my battles.

I didn’t go back to my clinic, I decided to put that on hold. I did the same with my ambition to become a first year teacher. But then, being the greedy CM-fan that I am, I got involved in many projects such as writing a textbook about the pulse, helping others with their websites…. oops, I did it again.
When will I learn??

In one of the wonderful seminars with Prof. Heiner Fruehauf, he stated that the Small Intestine “finds the pearls in the shit”.
I don’t know if Heiner counted on the fact of me being there, writing those words and writing them again on a blog, but these words describe wonderfully what I was looking for:
So much was going on, I’ve been going through a difficult year filled with so many troubling things, old anxieties came back to disturbe me- must it all be bad? Must everything be difficult? There’s nothing good??!

My boy is my Small Intestine.
I look at him, I think of him, and I know that some battles are worth fighting, and some are best left alone.
I have this much energy to invest- I should really pick my investments wisely.
I think of my boy and I know that I need to focus and make choices that will lead me to my pearls.
I should be able to “distinguish relevant issues with clarity before I make a decision” (Giovanni Maciocia, The Foundations of Chinese Medicine).

So, to answer my question above- yes, there are actually a lot of good things in my life.
Ever since I realized my boy is my Small Intestine, I get pearls almost everyday, and things are still difficult, still caotic. But with a good function of the Small Intestine, I am more focused, and able to make my decisions wisely.

Do you feel the same with your child? Do you feel this way with a person who is important in your life?
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