A dear family friend who is basically like my grandmother is terminal with cancer. I saw her today for the first time since May, and she does not look well. I can tell she is worse than the last time I was here. It breaks my heart to see this woman who is so full of life, humor, talent, and everything good be slowly taken from this world by
I have been reading The Tao of Fertility. I alternate between thinking it has some valid advice and slamming the cover closed on my Nook because I can't tolerate the traditional Chinese thinking anymore. Among the advice that bugs me is not running during menstruation, or really ever. What irritates me is not just that I think it is bunk, but that I can see the logic behind it so I sort of feel inclined to follow it. However, I can attest that not running for the last couple weeks has been a total suckfest, and I highly doubt this suckfest is increasing my fertility. I also usually feel immensely uncomfortable with "affirmations" and frankly, the idea of meditating right now sounds eerily similar to Pandora's Box.
On the flip side, I do resonate with some of the philosophy and I'd really like to try acupuncture - I've had so many friends who say it is so relaxing. I also know the diet recommendations definitely make me feel better, because I have been strict that way before (no dairy, no alcohol, lots of short grain brown rice). But getting there is just such a daunting task that I'm not even sure I want to begin. So I try to think single step, one page at a time, and all that. Who am I kidding, right now I am not trying to think. But I know ultimately it is all about balance.
A massage would be nice too....
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