Some may recall that I recently wrote of the Pocket Babe’s encounter with an ice cream vendor on the streets of Bahia de Caraquez. http://donaldmurrayexpat.com/929/ After some conversation, he told us that he was a masseuse but the way he described his training, it sounded like something much different.
He said he had been trained by Shamans in the Amazon region of Ecuador. Within a short while, he offered to help us, right there on the street and Diane readily agreed. What I observed appeared to be a combination of chiropractic techniques mixed with reflexology and massage as well as some natural healing using oils, fruits, rituals and incantations.
The results since Diane’s first “session” have been spectacular! She was immediately relieved of chronic pain in her neck she has endured for some 25 years and remains pain free today, a week later. In fact that experience was so deeply powerful for her that she wept openly for about 30 minutes after her session as she described her experience to me.
I’m 15 years older than Diane so I definitely have some body parts that are showing signs of wear and high mileage. Diane has been gently nudging me to go see the Ice Cream man and today was that day. I had stopped by his ice cream stand earlier in the week and made an appointment for both of us to see him at 11 o’clock this morning.
As we were making the short drive from San Vicente to Bahia for our appointment, Diane asked me how I was feeling about my upcoming session.
“Are you open to the possibilities that exist today”, she asked.
“Of Course! But I have my bar set pretty low.”
We arrived at the ice cream stand. Diane was first.
Once again, I observed his diagnostic technique which was to gaze into your eyes while pinching and squeezing various points on both hands. He then declared his diagnosis and went to work in the same way he had a week ago. Results? Great, according to Diane. Wonderul!
I did my best to relax as the Ice Cream Man took my hands in his and gazed deeply into my eyes. Sounds romantic but believe me, it wasn’t. He pinched and squeezed my hands and created a bit of pain, to which I did not respond. He then correctly declared, once again, my problems and set to work. For the next 25 minutes or so, he massaged and adjusted my body, alternately asking me to sit and then stand…and then sit again as he opened his satchel and removed various oils, lotions and sprays. Some looked commercially available but were all natural products and others were clearly made by him.
There was one small plastic bottle filled with a whiskey-colored oil within which were suspended many small black things. As I looked closer, they appeared to be small insects…or at least insect parts. He said they were bees. Very small bees. He explained that he had gone to a tree where these bees lived and collected them, separating the hind part of the bee (the part that has the stinger) and squeezing their poison sacks into the oil where he also placed their stinger parts. He said he then added marijuana leaves and coco leaves. The oil then sat in a dark place for 3 months, absorbing the benefits of the additives. He poured a small amount into his hands and began to work on my shoulders. This guy has hands strong enough to crush a billiard ball and yet, there was no pain in his technique.
He then used a variety of other aromatic oils and jells explaining each and several times, dispensed some to the back of my hand. I was then instructed to close my eyes and deeply inhale the aromas while he worked his magic.
Several times during my session, he closed his eyes repeating incantations and quickly swiping his hands across various parts of my body ending in a motion that looked like he was discarding something. There was a point where he called upon modern technology in the form of a powerful electric massager that he used on my shoulders. As before, he used an orange as counter-pressure to what his hands were doing as well as using the orange to collect the bad stuff, uttering more incantations as he worked. Western medicine would definitely scoff at this and would most certainly scoff at anything that could not be billed to an insurance program for an outrageous sum.
After some 25 minutes or so, I was done but unlike Diane, he told me I would need five more sessions. I did not disagree.
So how was my outcome? Very positive! My neck and shoulders are very loose and while I still have pain in my left shoulder during some extreme movements, I feel generally wonderful.
My session came with an unexpected benefit. I have suffered from dizziness for a few years. For the time being, it is completely gone. When I would rise from a seated position, I would have to stand for a few seconds to get my balance before walking. Not now. I never mentioned my balance problem to the Ice Cream Man and I hardly mentioned it to Diane.
I wasn’t expecting any miraculous cures today but I was hopeful that some measurable progress would be made. It was and I expect that the Pocket Babe and I will be seeing much more of the Ice Cream Man in the months ahead. And Diane remains pain free and with much more energy.
Life in Ecuador continues to offer surprises around every bend and it seems that the more open one is to change, the more opportunities exist for new experiences.