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June 11, 2005
Marooned (or Harpooned)
Last night I had the lovely opportunity to go to dinner with Kiran and then to the gong bath. The gong bath was great... a big gong and the vibrations just soared through the body. For the first 15 minutes I was floating, then the earth was vibrating under me... in waves... and I could feel these bands of constriction going from my arms down out my fingers, through my organs, down through my legs. It was wild... and then my organs seemed to constrict and things were good... until it got to my bladder and then it was like "OH GOD OH GOD I HAVE TO PEE!" and I mean PEE... I even considered the odds of just going right there on my mat...that's how bad it was. I fiddled with my brain for the next 15 minutes considering whether it was bad form to get up and interrupt the vibrational experience of everyone else by going to the bathroom. Finally, when done, I didn't want to jump up and then someone beat me... it was painful waiting. After I felt like I was in lala land for a good couple hours... just sorta out there, not on the planet, not really in my brain. It was great and I'd totally do it again. My description of it must have been spectacular because The Husband is totally into doing it next time too.
This morning was The Son's last baseball game. First, The Daughter and I went to the Nordstrom's half yearly women and children's sale. Now, I'm not much of a shopper but I have to say it was totally fun. The Daughter totally is a shopper. I bought this totally cute pair of Indian inspired shoes on sale, in turquoise, totally not my color so be prepared for me to wear an onslaught of turquoise so I can indulge in my shoes. The Daughter got a pair of Roxy jeans and two kitty shirts (shirts with pictures of cats on them) that she's in love with. We both changed in the car so we could wear our new things to the baseball game. The game was great...The Son has come so far. After, at the trophey ceremony, the coach described him as the child who had made the most improvement on the team. He's truly moved mountains this year.
I made a wonderful dinner this evening and while I was cooking my neighbor who got the tat came over for a glass of wine. I started my moon today, she is due to get hers tomorrow and we both just needed the PMS buzz... it was really nice to sit and talk to another woman while cooking, I used to do that, I don't do it anymore. She talked about people's reactions to her tat and we talked about judgments and people who feel secure with themselves, etc.
I've decided not to practice tomorrow. My moon is a killer this month. I need to start taking the Sepia again. It used to be that I couldn't practice during the first few days of my moon (and you aren't supposed to but everyone I know does...mhmm...maybe there's a reason you aren't supposed to), then I took the sepia and things got better (OKRGR is rolling his eyes...homeopathic stuff...right ;>) and now that I haven't taken it in awhile, things seem back to what they used to be... very painful.
Still nothing from the insurance company. I don't think I can cry anymore now... now I'm just hopeless which isn't good to be either. I'm trying to prepare myself for the eventuality that I won't be having surgery. What does that mean? How will I handle it?
I'm listening to Maroon5 again. I'm not usually one to go for the Top 40 hits but I have to say this is probably my favorite CD (do we call them CDs anymore..I only own it on iPod) in a long time. I feel a real energy from their music, very sexual, adult, beautiful. Someone stab me now.
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