I have been going to weekly acupuncture sessions for nearly 3 years now. And because my acupuncturist thinks that my brain is actually fairly functional and worthy of input and information, he teaches me a lot about Traditional Chinese Medicine. This makes him a very cool dude.
One of the things I have learned is that grief, in TCM, tends to affect the lungs. Especially unresolved, long standing grief. Let me tell you, have I noticed that to be a truth or what! And in that spirit, this blog will be a place where things will end up from now on, instead of just holding things in and letting them swirl around in my head and possibly settling in my lungs. Because then I would have to cough it all up later. And that is just gross.
So. Hi! Thanks for stopping by. If you’re cool with honesty and being real, I am sure this will be a decent read. Word of caution, my husband frequently refers to my verbal expression as “crap that comes out of your mouth”. Don’t worry, he used to be married to someone with mental health issues, and as a result he seems to have nearly completely lost his ability to tolerate the vocal sounds of the female he cohabitates with, unless of course these vocal sounds occur between the sheets. I have decided that I could take offense to that, or I can just go ahead and share my crap with the world, where I am sure there must be someone with a fetish for it. Or something.
Let’s do this thing. Welcome.
