Please adjust your settings … lessons from a sweat lodge

When I was still living a typical Type A existence and dealing with an increasing array of perplexing physical symptoms, a healer suggested I participate in a sweat lodge ceremony. I'd never done anything like this before, and was not only skeptical, but a bit afraid of being in a small, dark, enclosed space with strangers, submitting to extreme heat and incantations (so I imagined) in an effort to purge my body of malaise.

But I signed up, and went. We were instructed to enter the lodge in a specific order. It was understood that once the flap to the lodge was closed, no one else would be permitted entry. READ THE REST!