Janet Oliver contributed the following article to The Main Central Jin Shin Jyutsu Newsletter, issue number 12, Spring 1996:
“On the fourth day of class something else notable happened. Mary was demonstrating the way to hold fingers on various class members. Then it was my turn. I was nervous. She sat across a table from me and studied my fingers. She pointed out a particular configuration of my index and little fingers, saying this configuration would lead to health projects. She “listened” to my pulses at the wrist with her fingertips and pronounced to the 120 members of the class, “This one has deep stress. This one has mental/emotional projects. Come listen to her pulses to understand.”
My hands began to sweat profusely, leaving little pools of water on the table. I hoped that no one would notice, but Mary promptly announced, “Look at the wet palms. Look at the deep stress.” She grabbed my middle finger of my right hand. If I had doubts about the power of Jin Shin Jyutsu, they vanished in that moment, for to my astonishment, I felt huge currents of energy gushing through my body from head to toes, and she was only holding my right middle finger. I felt my face turning bright red. I was deeply embarrassed; I wanted to run, to hide. But I didn’t want Mary to stop holding my middle finger. The sweat continued to pour from my palms; it even dripped over the edge of the table onto the floor. (Fortunately, Mary didn’t announce that!)
I looked into her eyes and she looked back into mine. It seemed that she could see my very soul. In her eyes was a fierce compassion that allowed me to know for the first time that it was okay to simply be me. Tension rolled off me. I felt the stiff muscles in my back releasing. I could sit straighter and breath more easily. Suddenly, I was no longer nervous and embarrassed. My hands straightened to normal. A deep breath came from within me, of its own accord. Mary said, “Thank you.” It was only half an hour, but my life would never be the same. I was not ecstatic. I simply felt normal, healthy, “in tune”, as she had been describing in the lecture.
Yet more was to come. When she let go of my middle finger, I asked her if I could “listen” to her pulses. She had mentioned that she kept her pulses in perfect order, and I wanted to “listen”. I put my fingertips on her wrists, and “listened”. It was a vibration I’ll never forget: silky, blissful, beyond my capacity to put into words. In looking through my notes, I found this quote from Mary that describes it, “At the heart of each of us whatever our imperfections, there exists a silent pulse of perfect rhythm. The art of getting in touch with this pulse can transform our BE-ing into NO-thing”.”
To be continued…
Thank you, Mary.
Thank you, David.
Thank you, Janet.
Gassho, Namaste, Blessings