Note to Self: I Love AcuPUNKture

Note to Self:  I Love AcuPUNKture

This has been the most crazy and interesting beginning of a new year ever.  The month isn’t even over with and I have been through an emotional hell and back with a stop somewhere between heaven and earth too.  You could say I am exhausted.  But, I can honestly say I have ended up in a pretty great place at month’s end after my first experience with acupuncture.  It totally had me dancing the pogo.

It all started out a bit rough the first week of January.  I will gladly blame my lack of focus on the hubs who came to Georgia with me for New Years.  What a wonderful distraction..but dang, I was burning shit in the kitchen and totally phoning everything in.  I love you babe, but you had to go home!

Luckily, I got my mojo back just in time for some pretty cool guests to arrive….whipping out good food for about a week and a half.  Then, the anniversary of David Bowie’s death landed in my social media news feed.  I began to feel that guttural sensation of something sucking deep within my soul.  I felt very off.  

A week later, I learned of my father’s  passing. And just a day before, I had met a woman who looked just like my late mother.  It was very strange she had come to me in that form just one day before I learned my dad had died.  It was almost as if she wanted to tell me something.  The irony was thick.  Rather than shake my hand, the sweet woman went in for a hug after I had told her she reminded me of my mother.  I completely lost it in the arms of a stranger. Yay me… Note to self:  stop losing your shit in the arms of strangers.

The death of my biological father along with so many unanswered questions and lack of “reasons why” really planted a rotten attitude into my being.

Day One:  I felt nothing

Day Two:  I felt anger

Day Three: I wanted blood.  I wanted someone’s head.

Day Four:  I… HELLO acupuncture!!!!!!

I had never been to an acupuncturist before and was eager to see what could be done with a few ailments I have had for the last six months.  It was AMAZZZZZZZZZINGAH!  As I stepped into the treatment room, I could have sworn I smelled weed…” like, were you straight up puffin’ in here, Doc? No?  Must be all the herbs and shit…”  After a thorough assessment, I removed my tights and hopped onto the table.  I expressed my relief that I had remembered to shave my legs for this only to find out SHE has never shaved a day in her life.  Note to self:  stop giving a fuck.

A few moments after she inserted tiny needles into various points of my body, I began to feel energy running throughout my limbs.  It was almost as if I had little minions slam-dancing in a pit inside of my nerve highways.  I began to giggle.  As I laid there listening to soothing Tibetan music, I could feel day one, two, and three slowly lift out of my body and completely disintegrate.  I didn’t care where the hell they went, I was just glad they were gone.

On the way home, I popped into Whole Foods for a few things.  I began to look wide-eyed and became instantly awed by the deep red color of the counter top in the check-out line.  The sweet cashier asked, “Are you okay?”  I slowly responded with hesitation, “Yeah…I think I’m tripping…like I just had acupuncture and I’m seeing such bright beautiful colors everywhere!”  We both preceded to laugh.  Colors had never been so vivid and my mind never so clear before (not since that one time I did coke…hey, don’t judge).  What in the name of all that kicks ass was this sorcery…this ACUPUNCTURE?  It had eliminated all of the heavy emotional stuff I carried the past week and had me seeing little birds weaving ribbon into my hair… Note to self:  Traditional Chinese Medicine is my new jam .  Everyone should indeed experience it at least once.

To wrap up an emotion-filled month, I leave you with a new Spotify Hot Mix List and few of my favorite Instagram photos I turned to for moments of peace, inspiration, love, and happiness.

@phillippeshangti

Oh Hi, Joe and Paul!  @punkpoetryy

@magdatomkowicz

@roman_and_williams_ 

 


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