To write or Not to write

 The Stoned Philosopher  No Responses »
Jun 252015
 
To write or Not to write

Dear Readers, Since I’ve started Reiki at the end of October 2014, all sorts of unusual and unexpected things have been happening to me. I won’t go into details. Not yet. Mostly because it is theory that I don’t completely understand. Not yet. But what I can honestly say is that I had underestimated the power of the energy transmitted during a Reiki session. There is a bit that is quite important and it is easier to explain. The energy finds the blockages stoked inside my being, which are then surfaced and shown to me so that I become aware […]

I Do Hate Too

 BitterSweet  2 Responses »
Jun 172015
 
I Do Hate Too

Dear Readers, The things that I’m going to write about today are of such intimacy and privacy to me that I cannot believe myself that I decided to write about them. It was often suggested to me that I should talk to a shrink about them, but I refused. A while back, my sister read me an article which underlined the importance and the benefits of writing about different issues, especially during one’s healing journey. During Monday’s reiki session, Miss Rodica, the therapist who has been treating me over the last 4 weeks, asked me how I had been. I […]

The Piano Concert

 Slice of Life  No Responses »
Jun 152015
 
The Piano Concert

Dear Readers, It’s been exactly 3 months to this day since my good friend T. last allowed me to play his electric piano. Truth be told, it was a onetime only thing, so I haven’t touched any keys ever since. That is mostly because I have no talent. “I’m not impressed, you are no Beethoven”, T. told me that day. “I’m sorry, but who are you that I have to impress? I don’t even have to impress myself”, I answered wisely. “I am the dragon amongst dragons”, he said. “Oh, dear T., the dragon always gets his ass kicked in […]

“My Body is a Cage”

 Stuck on Replay  2 Responses »
Jun 072015
 
"My Body is a Cage"

Dear Readers, It’s been 18 months since I lost my sight completely. Ever since this event happened my perception of things has changed. I’m mostly talking about the perception given by visual images. I don’t remember how I look like anymore. At times, I have flashes of images of myself, but if I were to describe myself now, I would not be able to. There are moments when I place my hands on my body, but even if I know it is there, I can’t describe it or even imagine it. Ok… This is my right leg. It’s short. There […]