crying happy Hung Ga

I sat on the floor in front of the altar and cried.
It was my privilege to be in that place of discipline and healing.
The joy overwhelmed me.

I took a picture of three giant Lion Dance heads and sent it to my friend with the caption,
"The Happiest place on earth next to Disney!"

My Tuina therapy session was wonderful.
My practitioner taught me how to "bring nutrients to the surgical scars" so they'd disappear into pale lines rather than stand out like puffy railroad tracks.
I learned a few important things about healing and what to do to protect my energy.
I had the tension knocked out of me.
My pain is almost nonexistent.

Then I cried again.
I told my practitioner that I was happy.
Then why was I crying?
I wondered why I deserved to be happy when there is so much suffering in the world.
He asked,
"Haven't you suffered?"

Well, yeah.

"You deserve to be happy because you're you.
You're a healer and a teacher. That is who you are.
You will heal many people."

I never thought being happy would take such practice.

*Lisa's Video Pick of the Day*
A friend asked today if I could hypnotize them to wake up refreshed every morning after sleeping well the night before.
Sure.
But I will also feel compelled, and probably responsible, to tell them that a foundation of health will make it all the easier.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaand cue Josh!
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