- Wednesdays there’s no day class (just a night module), so I gave myself permission to sleep quite late. It was delicious and felt as if my body was needing it.
- I can tell by how I interact with C that I have made progress in the area of taking good care of myself in the face of an extrovert who would–if she could–continue to talk my ear off for hours on end. When I need to retreat to my room, I just do. Before, I would have fretted over appearing rude or yes, … failing to take care of her needs.
- When I was walking up Bloor to my school, a man asked me for any change I could spare. He was pushing a grocery cart. While we waited for the light to change so we could continue in opposite directions, we had a nice chat. He called my rain boots, “fantastic.”
- One of my classmates is a reflexologist. During the break, she gave me a complimentary hand massage with Pampermint lotion. Heaven, just heaven. At one point she paused over one part of my hand and felt it repeatedly with a puzzled expression. Finally she asked, hesitatingly, “are you…pregnant?” I said “No, but my uterus is full of huge fibroids.” Isn’t that interesting?
- Getting a very sweet card in the mail from my darling.
Grace in Small Things – 177
October 21, 2009 · 6 Comments
Categories: Age 40 to Now · Canadian Life · Holism · Introversion · Toronto
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karyn // October 22, 2009 at 6:44 am |
I would love to have reflexology done. Years ago a friend who was training in reflexology told me, I liked too much pressure on my arches. She said that represented my digestive system etc. I do have issues with gluten and lactose, that I wasn’t dealing with back then.
Kikipotamus // October 22, 2009 at 6:47 am |
Interesting! I once had a foot reflexology session as bartered payment for English lessons. It was divine. I slept like a baby that night.
LoLa // October 22, 2009 at 8:17 am |
that reflexology story fascinates me. I once had a guy (I can’t remember what the “reading of the eye” is called.) who said he could look at my eye and tell me how healthy my body was. He looked and told me that my lungs were sick. I said I’d quit smoking the year before and my lungs were fine. A year later, the doctor told me I had COPD, an asthma type lung problem. Wow…shoulda listened to the guy.
Kikipotamus the Hobo // October 22, 2009 at 8:31 pm |
Wow! It’s so easy to dismiss some of these complementary therapies and alternative practices as Woo Woo. But once you experience a treatment, it can give you a whole new respect for the field. Kelly
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Kim Mailhot // October 22, 2009 at 8:57 am |
Kelly, you are so amazing. I just love reading your lists of graces. It is so good for the heart. I think it is so cool that the man with the grocery cart felt seen enough by you to pay you a compliment about your boots. What is the best thing about it for me is that it ended up in your list.
I am glad you are in the world.
Happy Thursday, Grace-filled One !
Kikipotamus the Hobo // October 22, 2009 at 8:35 pm |
Kim, Thank you for seeing my seeing. I make a conscious effort, and the results give me such joy. I’m so happy to be here!
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