Joan Wulfsohn Talks With “Well Well Well” About her spiritual approach to cancer recovery.

March 11, 2012‘s Nancy Reed talks to Cellular Recall Therapist Joan Wulfsohn ( about a mantra from Carlos Castaneda and her spiritual approach to cancer recovery.

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I’m Teaching A Floor-Barre and Stretch Class Next Thursday In Pasadena. Space Still Available.

July 20, 2011

WHEN? Thursday June 28th at 7PM.

QUESTIONS? 323 465 8054

The class offers both dancers and non-dancers a gentle non-invasive exploration of body-mind techniques that expand range of movement and flexibility, improve posture and relieve chronic pain.

  • Whether the student is a dancer or a beginner the work will develop a long, flexible musculature.
  • Compulsive holding patterns created by injury, faulty training and past trauma can be freed from auto-pilot mode, making way for re-education and greater freedom of movement. Students will work at their own pace.
  • The class is designed to accommodate all levels of expertise, from beginner to professional.
  • The class includes exercises from the Zena Rommett and Kniaseff floor-barres, the Moshe Feldenkrais Awareness Through Movement classes and mind-body techniques exploring movement via the muscular, skeletal and energetic systems.
  • The Zena Rommett Floor-Barre Technique® is a gentle and highly effective method for correcting and refining body alignment, building muscular strength and length, strengthening joints and increasing vitality and artistic expression.
  • Also widely recognized is a technique developed by Russian dancer Boris Kniaseff in the 1950s.

His barre au sol, has been carried on by dancers and teachers, Jacqueline Fynneart, Zizi Jeanmaire, Roland Petit, and Stéphane Dalle. According to Jacqueline Fynneart in an interview published at Danza Ballet, the technique is meant to be added to a traditional class (rather than as a replacement) and was “developed by combining Graham style floor exercises with classical form).
The Feldenkrais “Awareness Through Movement” combines teaching through description and observation rather than imperative and command. Awareness Through Movement® classes are nondirective, nonjudgmental, and exploratory.

Here is a mode of non-directive learning that brings movement to the surface and allows it to shine through a self-reflective mirror. Nowhere is there a model for learning that is so centered on the self-perceptions of the student.

Joan Wulfsohn has taught dance and healing techniques in eleven countries. Her engagements include the Centre International de Danse Rosella Hightower in Cannes; Teatro National de Barcelona; The Nice Conservatoire de Musique et la Danse; the Universities of Nice and Nanterre (Paris); the Lee Strasberg Institute in Los Angeles and the Mind Body Spirit Festival in Sydney.

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MORE Magazine Recently Published: “Lessons From An Expert”

December 15, 2010

Here are the links to the two latest stories of mine published in MORE Magazine:

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Listen To An Interview I Did About Cellular Recall Therapy

September 29, 2010

Please enjoy listening to an interview I did with Conscious Kickstart about Cellular Recall Therapy.

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Watch A Presentation About Cellular Recall Therapy

September 2, 2010

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Announcement: Listen To Me On Blog Talk Radio This Wednesday

September 2, 2010

Just a reminder of my radio interview on Wednesday next (15th). The Conscious Kickstart show on Blog Talk Radio will be my host. We’ll be discussing “Healing With Cellular Recall.”

Note that the time is 12 noon Pacific.

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The Last Lost Boy

July 31, 2010

Originally published in More Magazine

When at the age of thirty-three my children were abducted by their father a second time, I embarked on relationships with younger men. I called them the Lost Boys, this chain of twenty-one-year olds seeking direction at the crossroads of a third seven-year cycle. The surrogate babies; baby boyfriends whose only chance to grow would be triggered by an eventual slashing of the umbilical cord that would leave us both bleeding.

But the Last Lost Boy felt more like a brother—

One Saturday afternoon two newcomers turned up for my beginning jazz class. One was a tall black youth with the body of a linebacker. His friend, an Eurasian, had the slender build and honed definition of a martial artist. They both showed ability, but the black youth soon dropped out. The other boy showed up regularly to every class I gave. He was a conundrum and a pain. He drove me crazy and stretched my patience to the limits. A street-dancer and gang banger from the projects in Defense, he had unlimited talent and the idiosyncratic style of a born clown. Added to this was a real dedication and ruthless work ethic that was continually threatened by his lousy attitude. Whenever he made a mistake he pouted and stamped his foot in temper. Then he’d huff and puff and curse, turn his back and stomp off to the back of the studio. No matter how often I tried to explain that his behavior was disruptive and disrespectful to his fellow students, not to say thoroughly unprofessional, I could not get through. One day he did the unthinkable. A slower student got in the way of his hurricane advance across the floor. He shot out of the corner like a loaded missile with all the energy and bravura and machismo of his habitual pent up anger and frustration. A timid little Parisienne, unsure of the steps, skittered nervously across the floor directly in his path. With a snort of impatience the incorrigible delinquent put a hand in the small of her back and shoved—hard. I quickly stifled the thought of how we all just longed to do that at one time or another, and threw him out of class.

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A Re-Movable Feast: Part One (As seen in More magazine)

February 17, 2010

Originally published in More Magazine

My left breast remembers a hand, fingers clothed in latex, impersonal, professional and corpse-cold. A very competent young man removes his probing fingers from my frozen flesh and gives me his diagnosis in a no-nonsense monotone. It is not too good. I have a multitude of lumpy masses invading my tissue. No, they don’t know if there is any cancer but, he informs me breezily, they’ll soon find out. As soon as they perform the recommended sub-cutaneous mastectomy and get the results. Of course, if cancer is present they will then remove the skin as well. He recommends reconstructive surgery. At the time I am not aware that he is a recent graduate of cosmetic surgery and very keen on accumulating experience.

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A Re-Movable Feast: Part Two (As seen in More magazine)

February 16, 2010

Originally published in More Magazine

Some time in the year 2000 I became aware that my womb was weeping with increasing frequency and I was losing power. I took myself to a woman’s clinic and submitted to the prerequisite examination and tests.

“I’m afraid that you have endometrial carcinoma,” revealed my sympathetic gynecologist. “Happily it is early enough to respond well to surgery. A hysterectomy and removal of the ovaries could give you another twenty years of life.”

My first reaction was, “I can’t afford this.” I was self-employed, uninsured, and had practically no savings. I was still living like a gypsy, week-to-week, with no thought beyond the present.

My second thought was; “My dreaming!” (Lucid or controlled dreaming). The shamans of Ancient Mexico, with whom I had studied taught that a woman dreams with her uterus. I was upset enough to try to explain to the bewildered doctor about the dreaming. There was no way I was going to undergo surgery. The poor doctor was genuinely upset. She kept explaining about the benefit of twenty more years of life, and I kept explaining that that was not a priority. I had a sneaky thought that this could be a reprieve, a relatively easy “out” from the world. I left without giving her satisfaction.

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Joan Wulfsohn Talks With “Well Well Well” About Acceptance

August 27, 2009

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