Late at night, one night after the time change, working an extra hour at warp speed, I taught one of my nurse colleagues how to do Mechano Magic! I taught her first by asking her to watch another nurse friend do the treatment on me, then she received the treatment.

Now she needs to give me the treatment so I can evaluate her touch.

She asked me: do patients think it’s weird when you offer to give them a treatment? Do they ever say No?

I had to think about this. No, no one has ever refused the treatment, unless she is in active labor, at which time, she doesn’t want anyone to come near her. This is not always true, but is true most of the time.

One of my patients is in the hospital for pre-term labor prevention. She used her call bell to call out, and said she was in excruciating pain.

She said she felt like her vagina was in flames.

Here, I said, come towards me on your right side facing those windows.

Then I did the Mechano Magic with a little Matrix Energetics thrown in (as taught by Richard Bartlett).

After ten minutes, she was back to hooking a rug. Within an hour, she had the rug hanging on the bulletin board in her room, and was starting on another project.

She didn’t seem to put the pain relief and the Mechano Magic treatment together. But that’s OK!! She didn’t know what hit her, but pain relief was the result.

And the baby lived another day inside her womb.

Mechano Magic was popular in the early 1900′s in America. Ella Kilgus originated the treatment and she opened her first clinic in Newark, New Jersey.

I’ve seen pictures of this clinic, with long, sprawling porches, balconies, long green lawns.

The patients came for Mechano Magic, ate healthy food, and relaxed under old growth oaks, sometimes for weeks at a time.

Dr Ella, as we all called her, then opened another clinic in Atlantic City, New Jersey, where patients came for treatments and extended stays, with the additional healing of ocean power and lunar tidal rhythms.

This was Dr. Ella’s favorite location, but she eventually settled in Philadelphia and had a thriving Mechano-Magic practice there until her death, well into her nineties.

I’d go there with Dr Ella’s friend, Dorothea Williams, whose husband, Hal, a homeopath and my family doctor, learned the treatment and treated many of his patients, including my family.

I learned how to do the treatment from Hal Williams.

Receiving the treatment from Dr Ella was an experience I’ll always remember.

She was old.

She was literally carried to the treatment table by two of her attendants, one on each side of her.

But when she arrived at the table,she straightened up, stood by herself, placed her powerful hands on my back, and began her magic.

Mechano Magic.

From a child’s perspective, this was amazing, potentially terrifying, maybe a bit odd.

But I was mesmerized by this experience.

Dr Ella was a healer of the highest order.

Now only a few of us know how to do the treatment.

I teach my nurse healer friends, I practice on my patients, my husband and two dogs.

I go to the home of Dorthea Williams, who has since passed, and exchange Mechano-Magic with her daughter almost every week.

This has improved my technique.

I am now ready to teach this amazing healing modality to a wider audience.

Is anyone reading this interested in learning this healing method?

Kate Loving Shenk

I have a weekly Radio Show called Kate Loving And The Collective Wisdom. New World Library, publisher of Eckhart Tolle and Deepak Chopra, has recently commissioned me to do radio interviews with their new authors! This is exciting!

Listen in to Kate Loving And The Collective Wisdom, 7 PM EST, every Tuesday night! The call in number is: 347-205-9200

Kevin is author of the book, Your Dog Is Your Mirror. I picked out some interesting statements from his book, and we discussed them, such as:

–a dog cannot remember, but it never forgets

–dogs are never wrong

–use your dog to return to a state of animal consciousness

–feel your own shame and your own anger when your dog “misbehaves”

– by releasing a dog from your own control, you allow the dog to flourish and become more of who she is

–it’s not about the dog, it’s about how the dog makes us feel and what we think about those feelings

–what is the co-evolution of dogs and humans all about?

Wow, that last one is a dinger!

Kevin is a veteran police dog trainer, and one of the nation’s foremost experts in the rehabilitation of aggressive and problem dogs. Kevin trained his first dog at age ten.

Through his training of thousands of dogs, the establishment of his Canine Arts Kennel, and his work with European police dog trainers, Kevin began to move away from the conventional models of dog training and developed his own training techniques. He continues to transform the way people view their pets through his blog, training and seminars.

Listen in and realize your very own doggy nature!

Kevin’s Website:
Natural Dog Training

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In her words: Nurses, I’m talking to you. You devote your daily life to taking care of your patients, supporting doctors, other staff, and giving everyone excellent care. But what about YOU and YOUR self-care, your self-service? Hmmm. I know, I know. I’ve been there.

Traditional nursing broke my heart and my body because of the impossible workload not to mention all the bureaucratic challenges and limitations that I could not change…but I DID change myself. I adored the patient care but working short most of the time tore up my body, exhausted my mind and sucked the soul out of my life force. By grace, truly amazing grace, I found a new path. Through Divine inspiration, I had a vision of combining my yoga practice with nursing and how that could truly serve nurses and their patients. I became an RN wellness educator, stress relief and back safety expert, and a medical yoga therapist. And so can YOU!

My journey “got me off the floor,” and ultimately got me here to this page that you are looking at. My passion and mission is to share the fruits of what I learned with you, (without you having to spend years figuring it out like I did) and show you HOW I did it and how you can too. Quickly!

Can you relate to the following? If you can, then consider coming to my accredited training. Move from an island of SELF-CARE DEFICIT to your PLEASURE ISLAND of Bliss, energy and exciting possibilites!

Here is the link to sign up for her program, a Yoga Nurse Certification! WooHoo!!

Get to know Annette by listening to this show!

Thank you!!

Moreen is a an Organizational Coach, which in this day and age of overwhelm, is quite the offering, indeed.

The show was interesting and touched upon all aspects of downsizing, for all ages.

Please listen in to learn what you can do to simplify your life.

That’s  synchronistic: the reason I wrote Prayer Prescriptions  was because I knew I was about to lose my two old dogs, and I needed strength to face it.

He tells one traumatic rabbit story in the book about Elizabeth Kubler Ross. I wonder if we will be discussing traumatic animal stories on the show tonight.

Part of me wants to talk about the loss of our dogs back in the hippy days. A neighboring farmer hated hippies and shot 8 to 10 of our dogs.

I believe many of us  have a traumatic animal story. These stories most often revolve around people who have no compassion or love for animals. I will always remember the time when one of my dogs had a litter of puppies and my boyfriend at the time put them in a bag with rocks and drowned them in the river.

Suffice to say, it was not too long after that when we parted ways.

I don’t think I’m going to bring any of this up tonight on the radio show. Just thinking about it makes me want to cry. It is best to remain composed when I am interviewing authors who expect me to be professional.

These experiences happened over 40 years ago. I remember them like they happened last week.

When we first got Pearl, she was totally white except for the brown mask that goes over both of her eyes. Now she is developing brown spots all over her body, the same color as the mask across her eyes. Note the brown spots on her ear on today’s post.

I believe she is an Australian Cattle Dog. Their distinguishing characteristics are that they are born white, and turn a variety of different colors later on.

And so, we stay in the present moment with the dog that we have. Becoming obsessed with a past memory that happened over 40 years ago is counterproductive.

Love the dog you’re with. The love that she returns, is the greatest healing of all.

Om Peace Amen

I just completed an intense dyadic four month period completing phase one of my Nurse Practitioner training.

Now phase two would begin in a week, and I was relaxing with my parents after not having a chance to visit with them for several months.

Something was wrong with my mother. All she would say was, ” I am not feeling very well,” and she looked quite serious, unsmiling and preoccupied.

My dad almost died from pneumonia  about a month before, so he was in a great mood, still gaining back his strength and grateful about Life and a renewed sense of gratitude regarding the fact that he was still alive.

The near death of my dad was stressful for my mom. My parents were married almost
fifty years, and they loved one another. They were involved in the same activities over the years
such as the Civil Rights Movement, Anti-Vietnam War activities, environmental issues,
First Amendment preservation, as well as a deep interest in metaphysical pursuits.

My mom loved the study of Astrology as well as all things psychic and enjoyed an intellectual
curiosity about life. She was a free thinker, dissected ideas, and had a library of the Classics, lining the entire wall of her living room, more than 1,000 in number.

Over the next few days, my mom took to her bed and seemed to lose her ability to articulate words.

What she did instead was laugh at everything like she was having a great joke with herself. No matter
what my dad or I said, she laughed hysterically.

Dad and I got into the spirit of her mood. When she laughed, we laughed with her, and I marveled at her strange transformation, although over the years,  when ever my mom thought something was funny, or crazy such as, say, the election of Ronald Reagon, she laughed in this exact way.

When she said to me, “Oh, Kate, do you think I am trying to die??” and laughed for 10 minutes more, I called the doctor.

She was having a stroke. During the CT scan of the brain, the professionals gave her too much anesthesia, and she went into a coma, never to return.

Although when the doctors at the teaching hospital kept asking her questions during the neurological exam, I noticed she refused to cooperate because when the people she loved showed up, she responded silently, wordlessly and lovingly.

Mom always called Ronald Reagon “that fertilizer head!!”

Once the doctors brought in a picture of Ronald Reagon and showed it to her.

“Who is this?” they asked.

“Shit head,” she responded.

I surmised my dear mom did not want to be patronized, by anyone.

And that she wanted to die in peace.

Jane Bolte Taylor describes her stroke as feeling at one with the universe, as her body having no boundaries, and feeling as if she had reached the state of nirvana, heaven on earth, great peace and happiness.

When mom laughed and laughed, as her stroke was taking hold of her brain, I could tell she, too, was at peace and had obtained a childlike state to her consciousness.

I am happy to say that I was able to meet her there, to be with her, to allow her to be who she wanted to be,and who she was becoming.This served me well as I learned to meet my patients exactly where they are, without judgment.

As I read and listened to Jane Bolte Taylor tell of her spiritual experience during her stroke experience, I realized without doubt, that my mom was having a spiritual experience. She gave my dad and I a contact high.

She was ecstatic and so were we.

She connected us to our right brain, expansive and transcendent selves.

I remember coming back to my left brain with great effort when I realized it was my responsibility to get her help even though we were having the time of our lives.

Yet putting her in the hands of the doctors didn’t save her life. But it did give all of us who loved her a chance to say our goodbyes.

For now.

Om Peace Amen

Women aren’t easy to work with and women who lack introspection are even worse.

I’ve been thinking about this! It seems that each department of the hospital has their pet obsession.

One unit of the hospital is obsessed with bladder emptying.

In another, the nurses are obsessed by paper work, and the Kardex in particular, a sheet of paper which itemizes a patient’s orders and tests. If the Kardex is not filled out, these nurses believe the patient did not receive good patient care, when in reality, I may be choosing to actually talk with the patient and her family, or give her a massage or hold her hand in lieu of filling out a worthless piece of paper.

Some nurses on my unit are obsessed by the number of visitors permitted in a patient’s room.

One nurse went so far as to come in my patient’s room just as she was about to deliver a baby. She admonished the family for having too many people in the room, who were extra support for her as she actually went through natural childbirth on up to 20 units of Pitocin.

This woman deserved a metal of honor, not a tongue lashing as she was embarking on such a profound experience!

One woman nurse mid-wife says that every pregnant patient’s baby is a stargazer, meaning the baby is facing up instead of facing down, the preferred position for delivering a baby.

When these women deliver, she always says, “Ah, the baby turned!”

This same mid-wife is obsessed by the amount of stool in a patient’s rectum.

One of my patients was recently admitted to the hospital for acute constipation.

She received so many enemas and laxatives that I am amazed she didn’t poop a canon ball into the next county!

Are Gastroenterologists obsessed by Bowel Movements?

Are Urologists obsessed by the color and amount of urine?

Are Hematologists obsessed by the color of blood?

In any event, one mid-wife is particularly quirky about straight cathing a patient after she delivers her baby and before we transfer her to the Post Partum unit because if we don’t, then the nurses on that unit get quirky about the amount of urine in that patient’s bladder, which is their pet eccentricity.

Another mid-wife is downright strange about giving Ephedrine after every epidural placement.

Another uses so many pillows to support a patient in a side lying position that there is a virtual pillow shortage at the end of her twelve hour shift.

Recently we did a Customer Service presentation for the entire staff of Labor and Delivery.

Our purpose in doing this presentation was to lift the morale of the staff and to give them Customer Service hours in the process.

Seems logical to me to teach administrative staff Emotional Intelligence Skills so we don’t have to work so hard in making everyone feel good!

A real control freak across the hallway from where we were giving the presentation gave us attitude during our Customer Service rehearsals.

She came in where we were rehearsing and told us to turn down our music.

She’d abruptly shut the door where we were working out our skits.

This woman has a way of plummeting vibrational energy fields to the lowest possible ebb.

The night we gave our performance to thirty employees, we were dancing and singing. Suddenly I saw this woman come bursting through the back door and walk straight towards me.

She got right in my face and for the first time, I really saw her, line for line complete with downturned mouth and furrowed brow.

“Turn down the music,” she hissed.

“No,” I said.

She grabbed my name badge which is supported by one of those movable threads. She glared at it, let it snap back to my chest, turned around and stomped out.

We continued with our performance, but I felt kind of shaken up by her bad vibes!

The audience thought she was part of the skit to demonstrate how not to act with your customers!

The land mine extends to doctors and all of their pet idiosyncrasies.

Suffice to say, learning how to navigate gently through these explosive personalities takes much effort!

This is the #1 leading cause of burnout in my profession, not patient care.

I chalk up all of these obsessive compulsive behaviors to a provincial mindset.

Nothing exists outside of the hospital or the town where we all live for most of these people.

So I wish them well.

They teach me how to free my mind for more enlightened pursuits and aspirations.

Real Customer Service begins with change from within mind, body and spirit.

Several months after our Customer Service presentation, staff morale is back to ground zero.

Now we are preparing another presentation to make everyone feel good,

Maybe Ms. Storm Trooper will make another appearance! This time we can present her with a Customer Service plaque with her name engraved on it!

And give her a front row seat!

Because if it wasn’t for her, I never would have written this article!!

We will leave that for another show.

The book says that we are already living in a Golden Age. Not that we will someday be living in one but that is where we are right here, right now. Perhaps it is in an alternate reality, but we can plug into it at any time.

Also, we are all One. We are all connected to each other, to all the plants, animals and rocks as well as to the Planet Earth, our Mother, and to the entire Galaxy.

Our imagination knows no limitation. If we can dream it, we can be it and live it.

I highly recommend Jordan’s book. Here is a link to it: 0967433312

Here is a link to Jordan’s web site: