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I am posting this photo for all of you who have wondered about my progress in the area of stuck energy. I haven't hosted an organ recital in ages, if you don't count healing adventures. A quick summary of the problem. Technically, I have plantar flexed forefoot , probably as a result of a childhood virus, since my ballet career was shortlived and humiliating. The more woowoo diagnoses have suggested that I am reincarnated from 9th century China or, more likely, when I arrived on earth (from god knows where) I was dismayed by what I had chosen, and wanted to leave immediately, thus pulling my energy upwards. I have spent a considerable amount of time and money working on a proper landing.
I ran across this little bit of Neogothica a few days ago, and thought to myself, this looks just like MY feet, save for the toenails. I always try to cut my toenails straight across rather than file them to a point, and to paint them a pretty color. I wouldn't want to frighten small children at the beach, or give my Wicca friends the wrong idea.
My feet are actually quite a bit better lately, whether it be from druidic incantations or Chinese Tui Na , I will never know. I may even be able to wear my costly Masai sneakers this summer without worrying about falling off of them. Then I shall be able to take full advantage of their promise. " Walk like a Masai woman, sway your hips, shed cellulite and carry bundles on your head with no effort." Jouissance extraordinaire.
Today after Tui Na I felt the front of my heels on the ground, for the first time in many years. It's quite a sensation, and cuts through that unattractive tendency to walk at a ten degree forward angle. A girl can just lean back and amble.
Posted by Dakota at April 12, 2005 07:05 PM