A leading healing arts practitioner of acupuncture and herbal medicine for over three decades shares his astonishing quest for personal healing while learning the art of healing others. This astonishing memoir, Kissing Joy As It Flies , is inspired by many masters, some luminaries of psychological and somatic healing modalities of the late 20th century, and others renowned spiritual guides. It offers its readers a complex yet harmonious healing adventure that will no doubt jumpstart their own healing journeys.
I found this inspiring and honest. It reminded me to stay on my journey to healing. It will take me to many places physically and spiritually. There will be no conclusion because as life continues so does healing.
A memoir that should have been for family and friends only!
I was having a search through the spirituality section of a site we’re members of and this title jumped out at me. Going through the description, the word “astonishing” appeared twice and then this was the final point that made me want to read it: “it offers its readers a complex yet harmonious healing adventure that will no doubt jumpstart their own healing journeys” and so I thought that I’d like to be astonished by this man’s journey in studying many different modalities to gain a higher spiritual understanding on life.
I had only just started reading the book when the first niggle started. The font that the book is written in! Yes, I’m being serious! I’m sure I’m going to get comments from many people asking how I can start a review discussing the font used in writing a book, so I’d better qualify the statement: Fonts matter! Fonts make a book in the book, is exceptionally hard on the eyes. Also, my other bugbear; no spaces between paragraphs. The error of not putting spaces between paragraphs doesn’t allow the reader to fully grasp and allow the proceeding paragraph’s information to be fully analysed by the brain.
Having decided that I’d could somehow live with the fonts and lack of spaces in the paragraphs, I then started to become not only irritated but bored as the author wrote in great detail about his journey. For family and friends, this is a brilliant way to help them remember him, but me? No! I had to plough through 434 pages in bad font while following him as he travelled from one place to another in search of finding the perfect treatments. And, yes with my sceptical mind, when I came across his description of one healing method he learnt, it had me scratching my head thinking “If it is as easy as pushing your hands into someone to remove cancerous growths etc., why do we go to hospitals to be operated on under anaesthetic and in sterile conditions?” I KNOW that there is psychic healing as it is used in a modality that I have studied, but this type of healing just sounded bizarre and impossible (Now I’m opening myself up yet again for people to criticise me! But I’ve got to portray how I found this book)
I would normally have given up halfway, but decided that I had to see if the book would improve and give me that one “ah ha!” moment. Sadly, it never came and having reached the end of the book in an irritated strop, I think it would have been better for me to meditate while watching paint dry!
Treebeard
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