Sharon, the woman that referred Narita to my office, warned me of her extremely sensitive case due to a history of trauma. Narita had apparently retreated from life – avoiding all male relationships. But I didn’t know anything more about her other than I was told she was experiencing financial stress. So when I set eyes on her the first time she came to my office as a new patient, I was amazed. I have rarely seen such an elegant, statuesque, beautifully dressed young woman, and it presented a truly conflicted message. She just emanated the style and composure of a talented dancer or actress – a beautiful African American woman that reminded me somewhat of Halle Berry, though more slender. And yet, she had sworn off all men and had retreated initially into a narrow sect of born-again Christianity. What could have caused such a reaction?
Once she was seated in my office I reviewed her history and we discussed a few of her major complaints, principally digestive disorders and tiredness. I began treatment but did not probe into the causes of her complaints as I normally would. It seemed best to wait until the next visit. When I saw her next in my office, she once again was wearing a fabulously attractive outfit and was so very natural in that presentation. I had to explore this further. Intuitively I was directed to the emanation of her “essence” that was expressed by the way she dressed and her accessories. Her boots, handbag and belt were of the several thousand dollar variety and it was totally incongruent with the story I heard of her financial hardship. I don’t remember exactly what I said to her, but, with a smile, it was something along the lines of “these boots don’t look like they came from Pay Less! Where did you learn to dress like this?” There was a pause as she looked straight at me. With a hint of a smile, she acknowledged I hit upon a productive line of inquiry. “Well”, she said, “I didn’t always work in the hospitality industry. Up until about four years ago my sisters and I were the dancers and the vocalist backup for [blank – a world class rock star.] I made a lot of money back then, and I still have the clothing I bought.” My next question was, “so what happened?”
Strong emotions welled up in Narita as she was contemplating how much of her story she would reveal to me. Fortunately she decided to be completely honest. She began by painting a picture of life as a performer, and of touring around the world with a celebrity rock star. She described the grueling schedules of performance and even more importantly, what happened between performances when there was down time. She gave detailed descriptions, but it essentially boiled down to unconsciousness, drugs, alcohol, and sexual degradation and humiliation. When the tour manager (and occasionally the “star”) demanded sex, she and her sisters were not in a position to refuse if they wanted to keep their jobs. The drugs and alcohol numbed her enough so that she could persist for several years. Eventually though, the whole experience became too horrific, and job or not, she had to leave. She told me her sisters were still a part of that entourage.
So the cause of her trauma (and many of her physical symptoms) was quite clear. She was experiencing a type of post-traumatic stress disorder, but even more. As she described it, she had defiled her relationship with God. Now I understood why she had sworn off men and turned initially to a very restrictive religious sect.
Somehow Narita ran into Sharon about a year before seeing me and benefitted enormously from the broad-minded and eclectic Christian ministry that Sharon and her husband were running in a small way. Basically Sharon had opened up her large home to serve as a recovery station for women who had experienced trauma. Valuable too was the fact that Sharon discovered that she had the ability for “laying on of hands” and she had been doing healing on Narita with great success. Sharon referred Narita to me for the healing that could occur from the FlorAlive® essences. (When we revisit Narita again I will explain what some of the keys were to open her up to life once again.)

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Hi doc, I am anxious to hear the rest of this story. Sounds like you are up to your good work as usual. fondest regards, your favorite Canadian therapist. xxx Roberta