|His shirt says EVERYONE IS ENTITLED to my opinion. Ha!|
When I caught the cold or flu that was going around a couple of weeks ago, people who had had it told me I would cough for weeks. I thought, Them, maybe. Not me.
But I was wrong. It was not a pleasant virus and the cough has lingered even though I've been working on it from every angle. I've taken a dispersing tincture and received acupuncture, I've gargled with warm salt water, also with warm lemon water (not together). I've extended my practice of ohmming and chanting in the mornings, and I've used shamanic extraction techniques to remove the energy from my throat.
I've gently stroked the lymph glands under my jaw and had plenty of water. I've confided in my sisters - things I usually would not say to anyone. I'm trying to get what remains in there OUT and on its way.
All that, yet I'm still coughing, just like others who had the same illness.
However you can not fault me for my creativity around it. Healing, for me, is a performance art that can take place on several levels. I assume eventually the cough will subside no matter what I do, so I might as well be creative. Today's technique is hot tea plus I decided to go back on the modern medical allergy meds that worked so well for me last spring. I'm throwing everything at this tenacious cough!
In the spirit of speaking what I would usually keep to myself, a little story. I decided recently to get the diamond that was in my wedding ring re-set so I could wear it as a necklace. I just got it back from the jeweler's recently. The setting is beautiful and I've been enjoying the quirky stone quite a bit. You can't plan for this next part. I received a short letter from my ex husband yesterday. The first paragraph was about his 60th birthday, how hard that was for him, and that his dog died a couple of years ago. In the second paragraph he said that for his relationship, he will now only contact me in case of serious illness. I am to do the same thing. I haven't heard from him since before I moved to the chateau, so at least three years. The letter is out of the blue. So weird.
As if I want anything different! For heaven's sake. He is still trying to control my behavior, across time and 3,000 miles. Unbelievable!
Oh - that last cough was definitely one of those ahem type coughs, as when one person behaves like an ass after which someone else clears their throat.
The letter went directly into recycling. I didn't even bring it inside the chateau. Today I'm thinking, is it helping or hurting to wear that diamond around my neck? Diamonds are supposed to be the ultimate stone for clearing energy, hence it should be helping, but it is still and forever in my mind and heart a symbol of my horrid marriage, so maybe I should take it off until the cough dissipates. What do you think?