Acupuntura y Medicina Naturopatica en Peru!

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Con mucho alegria anuncio el ofrecimiento de mis servicios en la Ciudad de Cusco y el Valle Sagrado (Pisaq, Calca, Urubamba). Actualmente estoy atendiendo a clientes en la comodidad de sus casas o alojamientos hasta que encuentro un lugar para tener un consultario propio. Los servicios que ofrezco son los siguientes:

Acupuntura

  • Utilizando metodos classicos de observar y leer los patrones de energia en el cuerpo, diseno un tratamiento individualizado que podria incluir:
    • agujas filiformas/filudas
    • teishin (agujas japoneses que no penetra la piel)
    • moxa (hierba sanadora – Artemisia sinensis.)
    • Vasos (para quitar el viento)
    • Gua sha con pomados/unguentos medicinales

 

Masajes Terapeuticas

  • Shiatsu – acupression y integracion de energias del cuerpo
  • Sotai – tecnica de estiramientos activas y passivas que ayuda la integracion del sistema nerviosa y muscular y mejorar el rango de moviemiento de las articulaciones
  • Craniosacral y Qi Gong Tuina – metodos energeticos de “ting” o escuchar profundamente con los manos a los ritmos y moviemientos sutilies del cuerpo

 

Psicoprofilaxis Prenatal

  • Clases individuales o en grupos pequenas sobre temas amplias del embarazo, proceso fisiologico del parto, cuidado postparto de madre y nino, lactancia, etc.
  • Acompanamiento como doula en partos en casa, centro de partos, clinica o hospital
  • Atencion al parto en casa si haya suficiente controles prenatales previas

 

Consultas Naturopaticas

  • Chequeos medicos en la comodidad de su hogar utilizando tecnicas estandardes de revision fisico, historia medica y analises holistica siempre buscando al raiz mas profundo del desequilibrio en el cuerpo.
  • Recomendaciones para tratamiento incluyira:
    • nutricion especifica – utilizando nuestra comida como medicina),
    • supplementos/vitaminas
    • remedios homeopaticas
    • hierbas medicinales
    • hidroterapia, entre otras.

Favor de contactarme directo con cualquier consulta o pregunta:

WhatsApp/Cellular +51-968068793

Kai.Morrison@gmail.com

Facebook messenger: Kai Morrison

 

En general la costa de las visitas son S/100. y suelen durar entre 60-90 minutos.

Acompanamiento de doula o partera tiene costo aparte – conversamos en persona si Ud. esta interesada.

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In the Reflection of the Moon

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My energy waxes and wanes….as the tidal flow of my endometrium swells and purges with possibility. Of life + death. Equally.

My flip of hemispheres between equinox and solstice time was challenging; body and psyche already in motion towards storage and condensation and then BAM! Summertime in Lima. Heat and commotion, hardening of boundaries so as not to be obliterated. I lost track of my rudder, what do I use as a compass??

Ahhh….la luna. 

Her ever-changing yet ever-present face. Our loyal satellite. Allowing us always the opportunity to see our own Shadow.

My bleeding has synced up with New Moon/Dark Moon time and while I am still working on creating space for moon time rituals and retreat in my life, I am committing to some simple practices of honoring this rhythm.

During Ovulation or Full Moon time,  I will post some writing on this blog platform. As an exercise in flexing my creative impulses, in being expressive and being seen.

During Bleeding or Dark Moon time, I will fast from screens (which unfortunately are a current part of my daily reality), throw Tarot and connect with intuition, rest, nourish, meditate and honor release and death.

This last Moon Cycle allowed me some much needed time in the mountains – soaking and playing in natural thermomedicinal baths, breathing in deep and clearing residual phlegm from my lungs, finally diving in deeper to Clarissa Pinkola Estes’ seminal mytho-psychospiritual feminist work “Women Who Run With Wolves” (I read the first chapter over 10 years ago but clearly it wasn’t the right time…now I can’t put it down)

And maybe most importantly, there was very limited WiFi! That inconvenience of technological and informational disconnection was a deep blessing indeed. I found a spaciousness in my psyche where I could write & reflect & contemplate my soul’s yearning, my body’s wisdom, my heart’s deep grief & gratitude for the intricacies of mother-daughter relationships….

In this next moon cycle we will be traveling to Cusco, finding our new home, celebrating birthdays and Semana Santa with family, and continuing to practice patience and presence on our paths in this new chapter of our lives.

I am no closer today to clarity about what my professional life will look like here, but I am certainly closer to my own vibrant center than last month and for that I bow deeply.

 

Words for a New Year

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There is so much static in the atmosphere – car smog, honking horns, firework blasts that stir a visceral memory of war zones although it is not my own, news-casters pointing endless blame at corrupt politicians, barking dogs, roosters crowing, my own racing thoughts…

How does one express coherently in the midst of all this? I have felt blocked in creative expression for a while now, focused on finishing the enormous task of my schooling, jumping through hoops to receive the coveted diploma and state license proclaiming me a Naturopathic Physician and Licensed Acupuncturist. I cried with relief at the end of it all. Fuck.

As was always our plan, almost immediately upon receiving these weighty pieces of paper, my family and I packed up the belongings left over from rounds of garage sales and dump runs and moved hemispheres to Peru. Leaving behind a sweet and supportive nest of amazing mentors, midwives, mamas and friends.

We have been pointing towards this for so long – so much expectation held within what was to be 2017 – graduating, board exams, international move…and those pivot points have come and gone….and here I am. With the flies swarming around dog shit on the patio. With instant coffee and fresh cheese and homemade tamales and bucket showers and cucarachas and sea breezes tickling across endless sandy mountains with sparse hints of salt and green.

I always knew that my training and my degree wouldn’t be recognized here, and that freedom to remake who I would be as a professional was tantalizing. Now that I am sitting in the middle of this immense field of possibility, that part of me that craves a 9-5 job with a paycheck has become loud. But that would be the easy way, and when have I ever chosen the easy path?

So my work in this New Year is the following: practice. practice trust. practice forgiveness. practice life. practice every day – internal arts of cultivation, alchemy of energy and emotions and ancestral baggage of anger and fear, honesty, integrity, showing up and asking for what I need.

I want my life to be of service – but I am not sure how yet. I think that’s okay.

 

Certified Professional Midwife

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It’s official!

I’ve completed all the requirements for the North American Registry of Midwives (NARM) Certified Professional Midwife (CPM) credential. While this does not equate to state level licensure, it is the closest thing direct-entry midwives (ie, non-hospital based midwives) have to national board exams and is often used by states as criteria for licensure, although this varies significantly state t0 state depending on the legal status of midwifery care.

While in Oregon I could practice midwifery under my future Naturopathic license with the additional Certificate in Natural Childbirth, our family plans on moving back to Peru where Naturopathic Medicine is not currently recognized. Given that midwifery is a central part of the services I hope to offer my community, it felt important to me to have a stand-alone midwifery credential.

There are many paths to midwifery, including traditional apprenticeships which indeed are the original form of midwifery training – elders passing on to younger generations the skills and wisdom necessary to attend our sisters, cousins, friends and community members in this central process of family life. However, I was not raised in such a cultural context and have had to seek out knowledge from books, classroom settings and formal apprenticeships with practicing licensed midwives in the community.

I am very excited to be stepping into this next phase in my journey with birth and families, and while I feel like licensure and credentialing is important to continue to integrate the midwifery model of care into our mainstream health care system so that all birthing families may have access to natural, normal childbirth experiences if they desire, I also deeply respect and honor traditional midwives who hold the ancestral wisdom of birth that cannot be codified by state or federal law. We all must hold ourselves accountable for the constant refinement of our skills and humility in our daily practice, regardless of what external regulations we are beholden to. Our duty and ethical commitment to the clients we serve is paramount.

As always, walking this line, seeking the paradox, exploring the edges…

Postpartum Care

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While labor and birth may seem like the main event in a woman’s journey into motherhood, the postpartum period is an initiation in it’s own rite.

There is a slow return to normal reality that occurs in the first few days following a birth and part of this is an essential reintegration and reorientation of self to incorporate this new being who has joined the family.

Traditionally mother’s were embedded within a strong matrix of grandmothers, aunties, sisters and other community members who not only helped care for the woman and her newborn but also served as witnesses and protectors of the chrysalis of her new state. Even for women who have birthed before, each labor brings us to that place of dissolution of boundaries and sense of self as something separate and distinct and therefore a reintegration period is essential.

In our busy, technocratic society we are often hard-pressed to honor the postpartum period as much as it demands. I believe strongly that this is the root of the common experiences of “postpartum depression” and “baby blues”. While there are clear phyisiological basis to these conditions, it is also the unreasonable expectation that we will be “back to normal” within even as short a period of time as 4-6 weeks.

I feel that motherhood itself is a postpartum state, with varying degrees of intensity and unique sets of challenges at each twist and turn. Remembering this has helped me, though, to rely on some of the same self-care tools as I utilized during the immediate postpartum:

  • SLEEP!
  • bodywork/massage
  • nourishing teas, soups and food
  • asking for help with the house and the little ones
  • getting out in Nature
  • creating space to emote (cry, yell, rage, sing, dance, etc….whatever needs to move)
As a postpartum doula, I am most often caring for families in the first few weeks after a birth. My services focus on the physical needs of the infant around sleep, diapering and breastfeeding as well as the physical and emotional needs of the mother. At the natural birth center where I am currently working, this care extends at the most to 2 days postpartum. However, when providing in-home care with clients the role opens up to that I would imagine of a sister, neighbor, friend: cooking a nourishing meal, holding a colicky infant so mama can take a nap or a shower, taking the older sibling to the park, walking the dog, doing the dishes, and generally just being with the mother as an ally to support her in anyway she needs.
From my own experience giving birth and navigating the postpartum time, I know how important this support can be. I am honored to be returning to a focus on the postpartum period in my own work in service to the women and families in my community.

 

Holiday Massages!

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I had the opportunity this week to meet some of the wonderful folks at Organically Grown Company, a local employee and grower-owned company that distributes organic produce to retailers and restaurants in the Pacific Northwest.

Check them out at http://www.organicgrown.com

Through a connection at the National College of Natural Medicine I was contracted to provide 15 minute Shiatsu acupressure massages to OGC staff for two days. While my time with each participant was brief, we were able to share some laughs, get into a space of deep relaxation and even work out a few kinked muscles here and there.

This was the first time I had done massage in this way, and it certainly was a work out for my hands! It was an exciting challenge to stay grounded and present with everyone – made all the much easier by the warm and welcoming environment of this organization!

While we all carry our share of tensions from the stressors of daily life, it was clear to me that the folks at this company – the warehouse employees, drivers, buyers, sellers, people in finance, people in marketing – were all commonly motivated by their integral role in manifesting OGC’s mission:

Promoting health through organic agriculture as a leading sustainable organization.

I’d like to hope that I contributed in a small, but meaningful way, to the sustainability of their work … by helping folks remember that even in 15 short minutes, with deep breath and focused intention, the possibility for reconnection to that place of stillness and wholeness within us all, is always present.

For any OGC staff who would like to schedule a full Shiatsu session, I am offering a discounted cash price of $60 for a full hour or $75 for 90 minutes. I am also going to look in to getting on the Providence panel for your insurance, so stay tuned!

It was an honor and privilege to get to know you and work with you all in this way.

with love and light,

Kai

 

Asking to be Seen

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My long commutes have transformed into a rare opportunity to practice connecting with the larger energies of the planet while simultaneously being part of the endless flow of human activity. Sometimes I try to feel the Earth through the rubber and asphalt. Sometimes I feel the stars and the moon. Mostly I listen to NPR and cry about the state of humanity.

Amanda Palmer’s audio book “The Art of Asking” is currently in my CD player and is providing some profound insights and indeed inspired me to make an entry on this blog that has been dormant for over a year.

I’ve never thought of myself as an artist – but I am a creative soul. Amanda talks of artistic types as those of us who are fascinated by seeing patterns, making connections between things in the natural world, in the metaphorical/spiritual realms, and sharing those perspectives with others through whatever medium moves us the most.

My mother is an artist. In the basement of our childhood home she had large tubs of clay, which she worked with her hands to take on the various shapes of receptive vessels, goddess laden or otherwise irreverently decorated. Colorful collages bespeckled the walls with a brief glimpse into the unique way she viewed the world. She found creative expression through community ritual, through theatrical explorations of feminism, the meaning of house/home, and the interconnected web of all existence.

While this was an amazingly fertile and nurturing environment for the growth of my own creative soul, I quickly became entranced by the gleam of achievement, espoused by the conventional educational system I was entrenched in. My sense of self-worth became not so subtly defined by how well I could do on tests, how quickly I could memorize my lines in the school play, how many varsity sports teams I could be on, in one word…by how good I was.

It has been a long journey of shedding some of these enculturated ideas of self-worth…and definitely a process I am currently engaged in. But I think I am finally starting to have a felt sense of something different – of being moved and motivated in my actions by an internal fire and passion for the work I am doing in the world, rather than the external expectations of achievement and what that might look like.

I know my biggest block right now is my own fear of being seen. So this blog is one small step in working with this edge. I’ve always been afraid of making mistakes, and well … I’m actually not afraid anymore. Mistakes foster humility, honesty and a deep regard for our human vulnerability. I want to engage authentically and in full integrity with my work, and that brings an excitement about the opportunity to make mistakes!

May our paths cross on this journey of connection.