This post resonated with me when I read it last week or the week before. This morning, I remembered it fondly as I realized the plans I had mentalized for today were not going to happen.
The process wasn't stressful (as it sometimes is...in which case the post is a must-read). I don't feel well. Woke up moving extremely slowly. My run-of-the-mill low energy tends to burn off within an hour of waking up. But, what I am contending with today is something else.
Okay, those of you don't want to hear about sex/my sex life, stop reading now.
Last night, I had sex. And today I am feeling like I sometimes do after a massage. (It's all good body work in the end if done right...amirite?) Stagnated and stuck points of energy were busted open and the toxins are now moving around.
Time to drink lots of fluids and flush those suckers out.
I'll be here with my feet up in this juicy organic strawberry-scented room reading Stephen King and drinking my English breakfast tea with honey and coconut creamer.
Salad turnips will be pickled, chicken will be stocked, kitchen floor will be washed...some. other. time.
2 comments:
Actually, I wanted to hear more about the sex! (-:
Hahaha I can appreciate that. I think people...friends...don't talk about sex nearly often enough. I have to really be careful and gentle about what I say here about the topic because my partner is not anonymous to some of you, he is a much more private person than I am, and he reads the blog (it's one thing to know you're being written about and another altogether to read yourself being written about...)
So, I initially thought (when I started writing this post) I'd be revealing more than I actually did. Sorry :-)
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