That is my next assignment. Touch the icky stuff all over my body and thank it for the wisdom and help it has given me over the years. WHEN PIGS FLY. I am in sullen rebellion. I am instructed to do this idiot thing naked while applying lotion. AAARRRGGG. No way. No how. I have a month to accomplish the assignment. I will start small. I will put cream on my heels. ( Think about it. How much fat do we actually have on our heels?) I hate this.
Disclaimer: I am a traditional Christian and worship the Creator and not His creations. I was/am a nurse and am grounded in the western medical model of health care. That being said, I wouldn't be at all surprised if our cells radiated energy. I'm just not sure we are smart enough to regulate said energy.
I went in Friday for my haircut. A very different atmosphere in the shop. Sonia's (my massage therapist) sister was there. Sister is also a beautician and was helping out as Sonia is swamped. Sonia is getting ready to go to Israel and Egypt and everyone in the valley is attempting to see her before she leaves. I knew something was different when I attempted to tell Sonia about results of first assignment. Sister overheard and said, "Oh God, another one. My sister is inflicting that hokum on everyone." I was stunned and Sonia looked defeated. I felt very protective of her and attempted to quickly change the subject. I asked her if she had always wanted to travel. Sister said, "She is looking for enlightenment. Going to go to Egypt and climb one of those pyramids so she can sit on the top with a crystal taped to her forehead. She'll be lucky if some Muslim doesn't shoot her." Sonia stood up and leaned over backwards a little holding onto her lower back. "Back still hurt Sis" the sister asked? I now understood why Sonia was so effective in teaching me about body emotion. Another customer came in and the talk turned to children and the sister's recent divorce.
After a very cute hair cut and dye job Sonia took me back to her massage room. "I have something I want to try on you she said. I am learning about Colour Puncture and don't have anyone to practise on." After my observation of the wicked sister I'd have been willing to let her attempt to pierce my navel. Okay I said.
She brings out this case filled with what looks like a small otoscope base and five or six pencil shaped pieces of glass. Each glass rod had a different color on the tip. She puts a glass rod in the base, turns it on and presto, a tiny light saber. The colored light saber, she explains, vibrates energy. Every color has a different vibration frequency. The appropriate colored saber is touched to various acupressure sites on the body. The vibrations from the saber interact and effect the vibration of the body's energy meridians thereby releasing or strengthening energy where needed to promote health. I am skeptical, but Horatio I am game. She lightly touches points on my face with the red, gray and yellow rods. Doesn't hurt and only takes a few minutes. "What is it supposed to do I ask." "Well I'm not exactly sure she says." Now she tells me she's not sure. Crap. "Let me know if anything unusual happens she says." Okay I say weakly.
We move on to other stuff. I tell her about my body emotion. She is delighted and tells me to continue to look for more. I tell her I am writing about her to friends. She says to be sure and tell them she is still learning. I assure her I will pass the info along. I ask her about any books she is using. She recommends, "Feelings Buried Alive Never Die..." by Karol K. Truman. Suddenly the sister pops in. "What are you doing in here? You've got customers backed up three deep. Hurry up." We get up to leave. I wish Sonia happy travels and we part. "Oh Beula," she calls out as I am departing, "Your assignment while I am gone is to THANK YOUR FAT."
I am now home. I went out and bought the book. Sonia is LDS. She believes in Chakras, Meridians and the power of crystals. She believes in affirmations and the power of the subconscious to change behavior. I do not really in my faith heart believe in any of these things. That being said, it is quite a book. Very thought provoking.
Take care of yourselves Love Bea
P.S. Husband believes the whole world is in menopause. He then amended the statement, "Actually no, I guess it just feels like it." sigh