May 01, 2004
Another Clairgustiant and a Rainbow in the Vapors
Yesterday I had an appointment with my acupuncturist, a brilliant, aesthetic teacher/scholar, who, given complete discretion, mostly does cranial-sacral work with me. He is an elusive soul, who often takes a month off, in hopes of clearing out his practice. He explained that, after a month, the froufrous drop out and the determined (that's me folks) chase him down again.
In any case, as I was lying on the table, he fanned my face with his hand and moved to my feet. I felt some relief in my chest. Then he asked me if I ever smoked. (Of course, I smoked. I smoked for years, I would probably still smoke if I weren't so scared.) He had moved to my feet because he was smelling smoke around my head as he was working.
He's clairgustiant ! I told him what that was, and he had never heard of such a thing. He thinks he's really smelling something, as in, something that everyone else is smelling at the same time, not fourth dimensional odors. He often smells stuff as he works on people. The worst smell, he reports, is anesthetic, because it makes him sleepy.
I personally have been spared olfactory revelation, due to my chronic inability to breathe through my nose. Maybe when I'm fully evolved my nose will function.
Photo note: I was going for vaporous. This is a shot of a fountain. It's a circle of rocks, about twenty feet in diameter, over which the mist rises diaphanously . I almost had to lie down on the ground to get this rainbow. It was worth it.
Posted by Dakota at May 1, 2004 06:22 AM