palliative lightwork

A trip down memory lane

Found a notebook in which I’d listed notes about the first sessions I did when I took the chance and began doing energy work.

I love this cover

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©Pip Miller

I’m not sure why these pictures are so dark because they actually aren’t.

Darlene was my very first session, and her amazing feedback gave me the courage to ask more people, sometimes multiple people a day – hell, anytime anyone mentioned not feeling right, I was offering! I was so in awe of what they were telling me that I just couldn’t stop.

There are more pages, and I’m so glad I wrote these down because I’d forgotten some of them. And Zack, he cracked me up. He had a sore thumb, so I offered to help, he sat down, I took his hand, and almost immediately he looked up at me with huge eyes. I asked what??, thinking something was wrong, and he said the pain was gone, stood up, and walked right out of the room, through the store, and out the front door. I don’t think he ever came back on my workdays. Must have freaked him out. 😂

And the woman with the sinus problem (allergies) was sooooo excited that she could smell that she gave me a whopping $60 for the few minutes I worked with her (I never charged, but nearly everyone gave me $20)! She was practically jumping for joy.

In other news, COVID has been…not fun. My guy is feeling much better and I’m having symptoms he’s not (I think I mentioned that in my last post). I do feel better overall (thank goodness that headache finally went away), the only disconcerting thing is I still get lightheaded and dizzy fairly easily, especially in still air, or if I move too fast. I’ve been ranting a bit on Twitter at our state’s Dept of Health, because the guy in charge is seriously downplaying the virus, AND the spread of monkeypox, which according to Dr Eric Feigl-Ding, has exploded more in the past few months than over the past 20 or 30 decades. And has doubled in cases in the US in just 2 days. So yeah, I’m a little pissy with the Health Dept right now.

Ok, a lot pissy. I admit it. But dammit, it’s their job to keep us informed about what’s going on, not sugar-coat things and pretend all is well. That’s for the CDC to do. 🙄

I’d best stop before I get all riled up again.

Ohmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.

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Oooh, I almost forgot! I’ve lost my sense of taste and smell (so freaking weird to experience, let me tell you!), and I have a friend (Cheri of the Retainer story) who has also lost hers. So we’re doing 3 sessions to see if it helps her as it did another friend, Pam, earlier this year. A little bit later it dawned on me that I could taste coffee, and when I walked into a room, smell a bit! I’m really interested to see if doing the other sessions on Cheri are going to help me more, too! I mean, I’m assuming they’re connected because it I hadn’t had even a tiny bit of either taste or smell before the session.

I love this work! I hope you’ll allow me to help you, too, soon! And don’t forget that I help animals, too!

With love and hope, again,

Pip 🌻✨🫖

©Pip Miller – July 2022

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Hello there, July!

It’s been a quiet day, though I had a slew of errands to run this morning. Bank, UPS to return a horrible pair of Lee jeans (they’ve changed them and I am not a fan) to Amazon, library, bookstore, thrift store (scored a new pair of my favorite jeans!! Take that new Lee’s), and the grocery store. Luckily I know the grocery store well enough that rarely does any bit of shopping take more than 10 minutes (the monster shopping trips are relegated to pickup at Smith’s), so all in all the errands took an hour or so.

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When I have days like that, inevitably the pain kicks in not long after, and lasts all day. Fibromyalgia? We’re not sure, but it fits. So I spent the day reading, sending light, and just now, while making dinner, started to catch up on some of the ‘quiet’ blogs I read…and boom! This post by Melanie Leavey* says exactly how I feel, and I just had to share it. I’d just checked in on Twitter not long before reading it, and remembered that I was going to take a break from my public account for a while; part of what she writes is why. The blog is mine (even if I lose the domain name next month…not sure yet), and blogs are a sort of safe place to be in this awful time, filled with screaming people, both in fear and anger. As the running joke goes, screaming into the void is no longer an answer because the void is full.

I wish you well in these turbulent times, and hope you have somewhere to secure your anchor.

With love and hope,

Pip 🌻✨🫖

*I really like her books and just finished reading ‘Sea Bride’.

©Pip Miller – July 2022

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The Lightmaker’s Manifesto

In another, well, I’m sure everyone knew this, but it hit me like a bolt of lightning, passage from a book.

©Karen Walrond

So with regards to Dry July, my goal is not to drink all month, and now I need to put into place a ritual to make sure I achieve that goal. Sounds simple, right? I’m sure TBB (TheBeerBitch) will have something to say about that, but drowning her out will of course be part of the ritual.

I’m feeling excited!

And to make the day even better, it rained all night (yay), AND I was asked to send light to a horse trainer who had a terrible fall. I ended up doing an hour for that one because my hands ‘told’ me to. The flow was strong, and I hope it helped!

BTW, eagle-eyed followers may have noticed that I switched from a static website page to a traditional blog format. It just felt right, and I’m hoping it will get people to look at more pages on the site. I still have an ‘About’ page I call “Pip Who?“. lol

If you’re new here, welcome!

With hope and love,

Pip 🌻✨🫖

©Pip Miller – June 2022

PS: I’m testing out CounterSocial again (the nicer Twitter), and I think I have to upgrade to have a link to my account, so if you’re there, my username is @HealingHobbit.

©Pip Miller – June 2022

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Does ‘community’ apply to blogging?

Found this on Twitter this morning, and in the comments people mentioned that either they don’t comment on others’ blogs, or others don’t comment on theirs…

No one asked me, but I’d like to defend lazy blog posts. Not everything needs to be a 300 word masterpiece. You can just share an open ended question and wait to see what conversations unfold in the comments.— Josepha Haden Chomphosy (@JosephaHaden) June 21, 2022

Which got me wondering about the nearly 200 followers I have and the less than a handful of comments posts get. And then it dawned on me that I don’t really comment very often, either. I think we all got so used to hitting ‘like’ or ‘heart’ that anything more in this now, now, now online world has been trained out of us. You can even click on the star here on WordPress for ‘like’ instead of commenting.

Have we lost the ability to communicate and connect?

Starting on the 1st, my guy and are going to do a month without alcohol. Dry July without the sponsors. That’s what yesterday’s question was concerning and wanting the community aspect was part of my dilemma.

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Sticking with WordPress makes sense because yes, you can comment on Substack, but it’s another site you’d have to sign up for in order to comment, and if you’re reading this, you either already get these posts via email or there’s another way you read them, so maybe you’ll comment as the month goes on (or even join in!).

I don’t know if I’ll post daily, but will most likely multiple times a week, so if you’re someone who prefers a streamlined inbox, following the blog here on WordPress and reading at will might be a better option.

Here’s to a blogging community and a dry july!

With hope and love,

Pip 🌻✨🫖

©Pip Miller – June 2022

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Just a quick update

Summer is here with a bang. So much melting. We finally had the swamp cooler turned on, and the dogs are in heaven.

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It’s hard to get the energy or motivation to do much of anything when it’s 100F outside, so it’s lovely to be able to help others without leaving the house. I’ve done quite a few sessions the past couple weeks, for various ailments, and the feedback has been wonderful. I like to send light to my Mom and tell her after the fact (she enjoys the surprise), and her feedback is always something like, “I just noticed I was able to walk easier!” or yesterdays, “I carried 3 water bottles into the living room instead of one!” which has been all she’s been capable since her health scare.

Last night there was a fire in the canyon, and it was really windy, so it was pretty scary for everyone near there for most of the night. There’s a video here, if you’re interested.

OH! I wanted to thank everyone who started following me here on the website instead of via social media. I left a note on Instagram, and today I’m going to “delete” the account. Twitter is still up, but I don’t use it for this – it’s pretty much a rage retweeting account these days. There’s so much to be upset about, and retweeting let’s me let go of the rage quicker. It’s weird, but it works for me. 🙂

I hope everyone is safe and cool, and those you love are the same!

With hope and love,

Pip 🌻✨

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Sleepy sweet Saturday

I’m sitting by the window, clouds moving in, breeze tickling my bare arms with bits of cold…and I feel awful. Asthma attack yesterday in the wee hours and I’m still trying to breathe normally and I’ve had a headache ever since. It’s too chilly for me to sit outside, so this is my compromise. I had errands planned, but that’s not going to happen. I might not even shower.

Nah, I will. It’ll warm me up.

I woke early, fed the zoo (three animals can be a zoo, correct?), and then sent light to a dog in Canada. It’s interesting how I’ll get a feeling or thought while sending that I need to switch up the hand placements before I’m finished, and this morning the paw I was working with became the hindquarters, which took in more light than the paw. Limping can cause the hips (hindquarters in animals) to compensate and become themselves a bit off, and I’ve also read that dogs hold their stress in that area. Whatever the reason, this pet needed the light there, and I have no idea how I knew that -and I don’t need to know how, but it’s still curious to me. Intuition? Subconscious information from the universe? Who knows. It’s always right, though, that much I do know.

I have a post coming up that will be about the retainer I just finished (not sure how to describe that better). It’ll be DMs I exchanged with the cat’s owner, and in them you’ll see how I work with the client, how I do the lightwork, how sometimes the ‘verse doesn’t give me info and I have to work out what’s best on my own (the nerve! 😂)and also, best of all, the feedback from Albus’ owner, Cheri!

Enjoy your weekend! I’m off to read this sobriety resource blog on Holly Whitaker’s site.

With love and hope,

Pip ✨🌻

PS: I’ve been scrolling through Tumblr – and scrolling and scrolling – and while I know it’s a learning curve and it’s not quite as straightforward as Twitter, FB, or IG, I love it there. I’m Eavesdown Abbey, if you want to check out my feed.

©Pip Miller – April 2022

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I almost forgot to title this

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How is it almost the end of March? My birth month flew by, and seems to be going on, if not quite like a full-grown lion, at least like a cub. It’s rainy today, which is fantastic, and all the trees have burst into bloom in the past week. The crows left, too. Right after the snow last week. Which means it’s time to get another hummingbird feeder and some ant deterrent.

My first hire on retainer (how do you say that a bit more elegantly??) is going really, really well. The client is a cat with diabetes and some other issues. Bloodwork is looking good, and things that were really bad are much better now – this makes my heart sing. The great thing about retaining my services for a month is that we can tweak what the focus of the sessions are, even daily. We began focusing on one thing, and have since switched it up, including even helping calm him when he gets his meds (by needle – ouch). Today I’ll focus on something Cheri just found out, and we’ll see how it goes. I love this work so, so much, and really wish more people would find me so I can help them or their critters, too.

The hardest thing for me, to be honest, is to get online and see tweets or blog posts from people about issues they or their animals are dealing with, and trying very hard not to be that person that raises their hand and yells, Oooh, me, me! I can help!!! As many of you know, I really suck at holding back, though I’m trying harder to do so. Not because it feels unethical or anything like that, but I think when someone offers to help you out of the blue people tend to get wary and suspicious, and I can’t blame them. So I hold my breath and pray that those I’ve sent light to tell others so those in need can be helped.

I’ve been spending time reading quiet blogs, ones that are day-to-day living, and there’s a lot of joy and peace in that. The little things we miss in our attempt to sell ourselves, and everyone else doing the same thing. It’s a cacophony of overwhelm, to say the least. I bookmarked a bunch of these quiet blogs and check in every few days; it’s so calm and stress-free. My mantra of late is, “Too many forks, not enough spoons”, and to be honest, I haven’t checked my voicemail or email in days. They’re two more forks I just can’t deal with right now.

Anyway, I thought I’d check in and say Hi. Some may have noticed that I removed all social media links and deleted linktree, too. More forks that needed to go away. When your dream becomes something that causes you stress, you pull in the net and toss what’s not good for you. Then you can focus on what it is that makes your heart sing, what makes you want to pinch yourself and make sure you’re actually awake…and for me, that’s sending light.

With hope and love,

Pip 🌻✨

©Pip Miller – March 2022