Today I met a new acupuncturist, we talked for a while as she wrote down my ailments and goals. I like the approach that Chinese medicines take. Looking at the body as one entity. Connecting emotions with physical parts. I laid down on the treatment table and covered myself with the thin cotton sheet while she waited outside. In went the needles as we chatted softly. When she asked me if I have any requests or sensitivities I told her that she is in the driver’s seat. When I got home I began feeling really down, as if a chamber in my heart opened up and let out a long-lost sadness. My guess is that one of the carefully placed needles hit an old memory that needed to be released from the long-ago forgotten shackles.
I like it when I make the rare connection between an action and the reaction that follows. As this feeling took over I decided to take some me time and let things take their course. I ended up laying in a warm bath and played emotionally charged songs while the lyrics accompanied the words on my phone screen. I sang along and made sure the volume was loud enough to make sure I couldn’t hear my off-key voice.
I wonder what will a needle trigger next week?
Much Love,
Alon
