Mood: Sublime.
I'm tired in a good, productive way. I can dig that. Earlier today, I went to Venice with my friend Jane to a qui jong session/class. She's been there before; it was my first time. Honestly, I don't know much about qui jong, not do I know anything about tai chi. All I know is that Jane told me that her qui jong master supposedly shrinks cancer and tumors.
Back it up: I never gave even one of a fraction of a tiny shit about healing, holistic remedies, and the like, until after I got sick. I don't mean to say that everything in that realm was total bullshit ... on the contrary, I'm always had a healthy appreciation of yoga, pilates, and the more meditative martial arts. Just never had the time nor desire so pursue them.
Of course, I did get sick, but even then, I just assumed that I would rehab myself into a normal state of mind.
Right.
At first, it was to easiest to just ignore it, or maybe pretend to ignore it. What ever it was, it didn't work.
So, I got sick again. Even before that I knew that I had the staph infection, my head was leaking from the original scar point. I was always tired, but that's what cancer patients dealt with, so I didn't really think about it too much, that was just my lot in life.
After the second surgery, I had a conversation with Bob, my best friend. Bob that he had been working with Ron, the energy healer, and of course, I went, have had great results, and now I swear about him.
And I'm thinking, what else? Ron had suggested a few things: coral calcium, deep tissue massages and a high colonic, among other things.
That's where Jane comes in. Jane was dating my friend, Buckle (Rob Arbuckle), and the first time I met her, it was neither here nor there. Nice enough, whatever.
The second time I met her, it was Josh Harrison's birthday. Again, same story. Obviously, I was already looking for meditative therapies, to supplement my healing process. As we left the original party to go to another one, Buckle suggested that Jane could help me. So, we started talking, and offered to give me a massage, one of the painful deep tissue massage that make you feel like there is a God, and he's a vengeful being.
Yes, I understand the concept of the deep tissue massage, especially because I had another one today for 15 minutes today, and it was even more painful as the previous one. But afterwards, I felt amazing.
Which get me back to the original point ... the master of this particular class is a guy that did some shit that I still not sure if it was real or what. He never touched me ... but all the same, I swear that I was physically moved. I could feel my body being pushed and pulled, back and forth.
It was a 2 hour session, but no one really talked. I understand that one of the biggest parts or qui jong is meditation, and between the class and the massage, and I feel spent, positively. I really can't describe into words about the experience.
lee
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