It was by chance that I called a local wellness group and the reflexologist answered the phone. In my pursuit of happiness, I have tried a few nonconventional things along the way, so why not this. A Reflexologist is a trained professional who applies pressure to points on the feet, hands, or ears which correspond to different organs and bodily systems. By using pressure on certain points it is thought to aide or relieve certain ailments.
The appointment began with the Reflexologist introducing herself and reviewing her credentials with me. She looked like my home economics teacher from the 6th grade; a short, squat woman with rimmed glasses and a pleasant smile. Her yellow hair was styled from the 90s and her floral shirt matched. Okay, I thought, this is a reflexologist. I’m sure they aren’t cloned, each Reflexologist probably looks different, but I think I was expecting someone more – earthy maybe?
Then we began discussing the reason for my visit. I was there for stress, anxiety, and the Plum Pit syndrome which is when you feel like you have a lump in your throat. Plum Pit was something I get on occasion when stress levels are very high.
After talking for about 30 minutes she introduced me to her table which was lined with an amethyst mat. She explained this had certain healing properties. I’m not sure how much I believe in healing properties of stones, but I was along for the ride. Hopping up on the table I kicked off my shoes and she went to work. Rubbing my feet, she asked me some questions that had me feeling like I was at a tarot card reading.
“Do you have a new residence?”
“Yes,” I responded.
“The man that used to live there didn’t want to leave?”
“Yes, that’s right. He tried to skip out on closing day,” I said.
She then explained that he had imprinted on me and she could feel his negative energy in me. She asked if it was okay if she rid me of his energy. How could I say no to that? The previous owner was not someone I cared to ever associate with again. Continuing to rub my feet she asked if I had cleansed my new house yet. I told her I had been meaning to light sage and do just that, but time hadn’t permitted. This answer was not well received, she told me I had to burn Epson salt in each room of the house and clap my hands to break up the energy, especially in corners and doorways. I was to speak aloud and say that only good light and energy was welcome in my home. Yes, I followed through with her suggestion in the next week or so when the kids weren’t around. Did I feel a little strange doing this? Maybe just a little, but I try to approach even things I don’t understand with an open heart.
The rest of the appointment continued to be just as interesting. She asked me several point on questions that seemed out of the blue but very relevant. I’m not sure if this was normal practice for a Reflexologist or I had found someone special. Returning to her one more time I felt she couldn’t quite reach the climax of our first meeting, but it was still very interesting.
In my soul searching quest I give this experience 3 out of 5 stars. While I’m not sure of its long lasting benefits it made me smile and I deeply enjoyed meeting the Reflexologist. It was not wasted time and I would consider returning again.
Melisa Peterson Lewis 