poor Shelly . . .

i had the greatest acupuncture session today, in the top of the head, the tum, left elbow, right wrist, front of calves, top of left foot, top and bottom of right foot around scar tissue. usually i get many in my ears, but this week, no. when i got the ones in the right leg, my leg jumped in the air. also, i jumped getting them around the scar tissue, even though breathing out "hard" as instructed. it felt wonderful. i'm at my friend's house. i left Shelly in bed, with cupcake crumbs all over her shirt. she is trying to put something good in that god hole, but can't fill it . . . it's too big! poor Shelly. I loves her. friday night she scared me half to death by coming home later than i expected, and in the evening i had to tell her father not to worry, i think it's just fatigue. i do think that, for the most part. we're back to living for the day! the moment! times like this demand detachment, and i can use all the practice i can get. so can you.