From My Hands and Heart
by Kate Mackinnon
Warning: Reading Kate Mackinnon’s From My Hands and Heart may be a spoiler.
I was introduced to Craniosacral Therapy by a trusted colleague. She had already demonstrated great skill and intuition in doing bodywork. She did not give—and I did not require—much in the way of explanation prior to my first experience of CST. Neither did we establish any particular expectations. But the experience spoke for itself. I quickly came to love CST and found the method profoundly powerful. When I discovered emotions and memories all tangled up in my tissues it was a surprise—not an unwelcome surprise—but I cannot say I would have gone in pursuit of some the feelings I found. CST often took me on a cathartic and even painful journey. I’m wildly grateful I made the trip, but it was difficult at times.
I wonder if my complete lack of preconceived notions might have allowed me to follow the unfolding experience without trying to drive it in any particular direction. I ask myself: If I had read Mackinnon’s book before having CST would it have changed the experience?
Having said all that; From My Hands and Heart is very good reading. It’s well organized and clearly expressed. By the final pages I felt I’d gotten to know the author. What’s more, I believe her. Despite the limited science documenting CST, I am willing to stretch my credulity a bit to encompass some of the dramatic results attributed to CST.
But then, I already know what CST can do.
by Kate Mackinnon
Warning: Reading Kate Mackinnon’s From My Hands and Heart may be a spoiler.
I was introduced to Craniosacral Therapy by a trusted colleague. She had already demonstrated great skill and intuition in doing bodywork. She did not give—and I did not require—much in the way of explanation prior to my first experience of CST. Neither did we establish any particular expectations. But the experience spoke for itself. I quickly came to love CST and found the method profoundly powerful. When I discovered emotions and memories all tangled up in my tissues it was a surprise—not an unwelcome surprise—but I cannot say I would have gone in pursuit of some the feelings I found. CST often took me on a cathartic and even painful journey. I’m wildly grateful I made the trip, but it was difficult at times.
I wonder if my complete lack of preconceived notions might have allowed me to follow the unfolding experience without trying to drive it in any particular direction. I ask myself: If I had read Mackinnon’s book before having CST would it have changed the experience?
Having said all that; From My Hands and Heart is very good reading. It’s well organized and clearly expressed. By the final pages I felt I’d gotten to know the author. What’s more, I believe her. Despite the limited science documenting CST, I am willing to stretch my credulity a bit to encompass some of the dramatic results attributed to CST.
But then, I already know what CST can do.
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