Category: healing

  • Holding the bag

    Ouch! This statement makes my brain yell, “Damn, Gina!” Here is why this statement is brutally accurate but might feel like a cheese grater to your emotions, you are reading it behind a trauma filter. Whether or not you consciously believe there is a filter or not your knee jerk reaction to such a bold statement is the answer. If you winced a bit and follow up with a “Yeah, but…” you have more than likely been subjected to nonconsensual trauma in your life. You immediately want to defend yourself, against words shared on social media because words can be silent reminders of moments that you wish never occurred. This is ALL OK. It’s actually quite normal. The assholes who are yelling at the same image with statements like, “Snowflakes!” “You make your bed now lie in it!” are more than likely generationally traumatized folks who are the reason other people need to seek out professional help. Please note those individuals will NEVER SEE THEMSELVES as the instigator just like a hoarder never sees the heaps of trash they are surrounded by.

    Unfortunately, whether on some level you actually signed up to be traumatized, or you were the victim of someone else, the statement still holds truth. From a principal standpoint, no one asks to be born, and our parents are responsible for us until we hit “legal adulthood” then we are on our own. For the most part, there is not a universal successful standard for what the bare bone minimum of rendering children to become successful adults looks like. What works in one culture or country does not necessarily work in another and the definition of success is subjective. Just because a person wasn’t beat doesn’t mean that they were loved. Just because they were fed does not mean they weren’t hungry. Just because a person made it to 18 does not mean they are prepared for adulthood. There are some ethical and philosophical talking points in the two sentences that make up that statement, that divide people’s opinions. One I mull over daily is this: Who’s responsibility is it legally and ethically for the decisions made by a person’s actions towards others? For example, if you need rescued or saved, what transpired that lead to that point? If you cause harm towards others but was taught that this was acceptable, are you still held solely accountable? If you are trained to perform a specific duty and fear prevents you from doing so and a tragedy occurs, are you guilty of negligence? At some point in all the discoveries, from any subject matter that has existed, someone was sacrificed to gain knowledge. No one came to save them. That is quite literally taking one for the team. Because we have evolved into a society that is rigid in opinions and flaccid in knowledge.

    Why even bother then? Why even try? Who is making up the damn rules anyhow? For decades people of specific races, genetics, genders and social demographics were used and in a lot of cases without consent. No one, not even laws, came to save them. They were bankrupt psychologically and in debt to a society that deliberately walked them off a pier, without life jackets, knowing they wouldn’t be able to swim. One aspect of life that often gets overlooked is reverence. Reverence is a deep respect for someone and something. The reason why people are habitually, and cyclically damaging others is; we have lost our emotional depth and have become shallow beings. We have become addicted to instant gratification. Instantaneous decision making has zero space for sustainability.

    The only part we play is our choice of WHO we allow in, when we act from a place of autonomy. There are reasons as to why some people cannot obtain cognitive autonomy which is out of their control. This is why some people voluntarily will become helpers and others become prey to helping. There is also the issue of becoming a savior which is another topic all together. The only part of any of this is how you handle YOU. You are not responsible for what others think of you. You are not responsible for the way someone interprets you. However, you are responsible for recognizing your placement with others. If you are in a relationship or an establishment there are more than likely etiquettes that must be followed. You absolutely have a right not to, but you are also 100% on the receiving end of the consequences. The harshness lies in understanding that no one owes you anything not even an apology. The only thing you can do is choose to disengage and move on. Yet, there is a bit of bullshit that sits in these inbetweens where others can be held accountable. The problem is that it’s like playing Russian roulette on whether the outcome will be in your favor or not.

    The outcome seems bleak at this point but that’s only if you choose to see it that way. You cannot undo anything that has been done to you. I have personally experienced physical, emotional and psychological traumas at the hands of others to the point of financial and spiritual debt. The actions taken by others had permanent and life damaging consequences that I did not discover until much later in life. There are some that might think that suing is the answer, but the realistic side is that the likelihood of winning such a case is minimal. You are also responsible for being able to obtain representation. If these revelations do anything it should highlight the notion that we are capable of doing better for the sake of doing better. We do need harsher consequences that are sustainable ones regarding words vs actions, actions vs consequences, and long-term effects on others actions when those actions are not consensual. You may be left holding the bag but you sure as shit don’t have to carry it around.

  • The Know: Volume 1.5

    I have been on every social media site since Myspace was a thing. I was living in Montana at the time in the middle of what would be a 7-year relationship that ended and landed me back in Des Moines in my late twenties. I had started this blog called The Know. I had subscribers and I enjoyed an outlet that allowed me to do what I loved, write. I had been using my words since middle school to vent without allowing my mouth to get me in trouble. I have an inventory full of half used journals that have been lugged around with me since high school. I found reprieve with ink and paper. As we evolved and became digital, I transitioned and modernized to keep up. I will also prefer a book over a Kindle and a journal over a laptop, but I will always find a way to express my thoughts externally. Twenty years later and a few months difference I find myself there again.

    I found a journal from 1999 and don’t have the heart right now to open it up and read its contents. I would have been a few years out from graduating high school, a feat all of its own. It would have been around the time my oldest niece was born. Her son recently turned one and all I know is that I am not the woman who started or finished that journey two decades ago. As I sit here in 50-degree weather, sipping coffee, smelling incense, listening to wind chimes and blue jays & crows, I am reminded of one simple truth, I am.

    I am not starting over. I am moving on. As of last night, my house is packed. All that can fit into totes are and the bigger items are just waiting it out until it’s moving day. The everyday needs are strung about in my bedroom and bathroom. I have strangers picking up items that will not fit or will not be useful to me in my new location. Packing for me has some deep-rooted trauma that is so visceral, I have to use a self-taught technique to get through it. I have to treat it like I am embarking on an adventure and need to store supplies and not that I am losing a home. I had to make myself home a long time ago. Which is why the items that I have transversed this country with have zero to no value on an insurance claim but are priceless. I have had personal items occupying thrift stores and landfills from North Carolina to Washington, and many places in between. I am literally moving back to my ancestral home, after two divorces and many dwellings in between. The closest I felt to settled was being in La Crosse. I got remarried, I bought the house, I put up the fence, I moved out of private practice, I took off the armor, I laid down roots, and integrated into the community. This location and area have been the longest I have stayed put in decades. I am at that point where I will learn why? I can say it stems from being treated as an option and being disposable. If I can state it, why can’t I change it? This is why I need to move on. I need to take a step back, follow my own work and become my own client.

    I don’t “act like…” Correct, I don’t. I am not a performer. I am gritty, edgy and rough around the edges. That is my default and natural disposition. I will never shy away from or feel shame of these qualities. They have kept me alive. For those that are deserving of, I am a natural nurturer with a softness that is as delicate as pollen held on the stamen of a flower but like too much of the sun, I can burn others also. I have to be mindful of the dualities that make up my existence. Whether others like it or not I am not something simple, I am complex. I didn’t ask for this. I learn from it every day and I will die never being an expert of my own creation. I am aware of this. I will transition into the next form an utter stranger of the last. I am not fake. I cannot fake emotions, facial expressions or energy. This does not make me mean, nor incapable of being mindful. My mind is full, every nanosecond of living. Until spirit says its time, I will continue to learn and grow. I need to make sure I am an ambassador for myself as much as I have been for others. I am not done yet. I am human and this woman I have morphed into deserves the amount of time I have spent helping others.

    I have come to acknowledge It may be that I am not supposed to be partnered or to live domestically with another. I have only come to recently embrace in its entirety my sexuality. This seems like more options but in reality, for a neurodivergent brain can lead to being overwhelmed. I am bad at love because those who have uttered those words have been those who have hurt me the most and I can’t still love myself. So that is the space that I am moving into. I might have to squeeze myself into a space that spec of sand couldn’t make a home in but damn it I am doing it.

    I am returning from an epic journey that birthed a saga that I refused to allow others to write for me. I became the bearer of my own script, and I will be the documentarist of my own ending. I am coming home to me.

  • Into the Dark

    Into the Dark – An introductory level workshop on navigating shadow work into everyday living.

    Facilitated by Lisa Balzer – Licensed Massage Therapist, Medium & Intuitive Healer. Lisa has been active in the healing arts field for over a decade and an intuitive since childhood. She is a domestic violence and sexual assault survivor that implemented the knowledge that she will be sharing to overcome those experiences. She has performed over 11,000 sessions in her career and has helped thousands of people become more aware of the relationship with their bodies, minds, and spirits. This is a 90-minute workshop sharing information that has been documented over the span of her career from her own personal perspective and the feedback from clients. This workshop will also include a personal hands-on mini assessment and materials.

    You are going to lose it. It’s either going to manifest or come out 1 of 3 ways:

    1) Internally: *Manifesting as anxiety, illness, pain, and discomfort.

    2) Externally: *Manifesting as combativeness, anxiety, or behaviorally,

    3) Somatically: This is where the body takes the experience into spaces like muscles and soft tissue and not just into the brain like a memory. *These experiences typically form chronic illnesses and the like later.

    This workshop will help identify how your body, mind, and spirit are communicating with you via the “shadow self.” It will also provide avenues that where the participants can learn self-maintenance as well as where to find practitioners to assist on their journey. There will also be time for a Q&A with Lisa.

    Limited Seating to 20 participants per class.

    Cost: $99

    Location: LiveWell Chiropractic & Wellness / 608-782-6800

    Pick from one of the 4 time slots available. (It’s the same workshop)

    September 24th

    7:30 – 9 am

    9:30 – 11 am

    12:30 – 2 pm

    2:30 – 4 pm

    *Practitioner will not be diagnosing or prescribing

    May be a selfie of 1 person, makeup and text

  • Hello, Hola, Jambo, Konichiwa, Ciao, Czesc, Bonjour

    My name is Lisa Balzer and I am a nationally board-certified licensed massage therapist & intuitive healer as well as a licensed private detective with an Associates in Criminal Justice degree. I have been in massage private practice for 10 years, performed over 10,000 sessions, and graduated from Body Therapy Institute out of Siler City, North Carolina. Body Therapy Institute, 1983 – 2016, was nationally known for educating and training exceptional massage therapist with a curriculum focusing on Pathology, Physiology, and Anatomy, and the roles of each area in therapeutic massage. I passed the Mblex with an above average score, which is used by only 44 states that license massage therapist in the country. I have been licensed in Iowa, North Carolina, Wisconsin and Rochester, Minnesota.

    My specialty is dealing with Chronic pain, trauma, sports related issues, anxiety related issues, and the somatic (mind & spirit) connection to pathologies in the soft tissue of the body. I am also trauma informed and have worked with a multitude of clients ranging from professional athletes to people in the medical field, emergency services, first responders, teachers, stylists, laborers to those who deal with diagnosis focusing on myalgia (pain) to anxiety and PTSD related disorders.

    A VARIETY OF APPROACHES

    I work with a variety of tools and modalities that include the following: cupping, sound therapy, tuning forks, hot stones, aromatherapy, acupressure, myofascial, Swedish, sports massage, kinetic massage, reflexology, trigger point, Reiki, shamanic energy, and craniosacral. In addition to my licensed credentials and education, I have verifiable psychic medium abilities that allow me to approach each session and person with a unique individualized session plan, with a high level of accuracy.

    I do not fix people; you are not a car, and I am not a mechanic but together we can change anything.