It does seem that my number of sick days at my salaried work have exploded since I trained in EFT and I am so glad for a surface understanding of MetaHealth; the dry, toughening stress phase of illness where we toughen up under perceived assault, and the soft, swollen, hot and sore phase which is resolution and healing but which we traditionally assume to be the illness.
This too shall pass, including this delightful sensation of having been kicked in the kidneys.
Anyway, retrospectively its easy to see that I was becoming foggy minded yesterday, and unnecessarily despondent the day before. Today then, in between drifting off into no-man's land, I am listening to youtube videos and mp3s:
1. The Solfeggio scale
2. Prayer (Singing) bowls
3. Meditation cymbals (Tingsha)
4. Eckhart Tolle
5. Silvia Hartmann
6. ...and cute children and cats because, meh, if I'm running on half a brain, I have every right to be as distractible as Dug.
This is Dug (from Up)
And this is a cute kid.
That is all.
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