Bravery comes in all sizes and shapes. And ages.
When my CA grandson (12) flew out on his own to visit my guy and me, he received his second vaccine shot the day before. We were all a bit worried about him flying with side effects, but when we picked him up at the airport (see Oh, you’re one of THOSE | roughwighting ) he just shrugged and said “I slept for the entire 6 ½ hour flight.”
Easy peasy. Or so I thought.
I arrive for my acupuncture session wondering what the heck I’m doing here (see Just Needling You). As I inform David the acupuncturist, I feel great, just great! My mood is high, my body is light and lithe, my energy is normal.
However, I do proclaim that I’m ready for increased energy. I believe that we have so many more abilities/instincts/sixth senses than we rely on.
We just need to learn how to fire them up.
I mention that I’m ready to be fired up. Continue reading
“It’s only after I’ve given the matter some thought that I decide to take the man up on his offer.
A quid pro quo, so to speak – I help him out, and he’ll help me out.
The only problem is that I don’t need any help. Or at least not his kind.
I’m a published writer, so I promise to give him tips on how to find the right publisher for the book he’s writing on “the zen of wellness.” That’s my title for his book, I think his is more esoteric.
Whatever, I’m looking forward to sharing my experiences with this fascinating man. He’s slight, middle-aged, with brown-speckled-with-gray hair pulled into a small ponytail. His crystal light eyes seem to see way beyond my own eyes. He peers further inside.
Which perhaps is why I’m hesitant to let him practice his trade on me: Continue reading