...and I'm only writing this because I know all three of you who read this on a regular basis....
I just have to share (as I did with one of you at dinner tonight) that I recently started exploring the concept of chakras (note: this link is just the pure definition - which doesn't give you much to go on, but...oh, well...). I'm trying to figure out which of mine might be particularly blocked. Or spinning in the wrong direction. Or whatever it is that chakras do when they're not really in sync with you.
I know. Completely new-agey, right?
You would have been amused last night to see me half asleep with a brown stone clutched in my hand, my husband asking gently probing questions to try to figure out what was up:
David: What do you have in your hand?
[a pregnant pause...]
Me: A stone.
David: Why do you have it?
[another pregnant pause, followed by an evasive non-answer which I can't remember at the moment]
David: Ok. I hope it does what you need it to do.
Me: [falls asleep, appreciates the fact that he didn't laugh at me]
Tonight, before I wrote this blog, I was searching Google for information on the particular chakra at issue, when I noticed that he was reading the computer over my shoulder. He didn't say much of anything, and I didn't change websites.
I'm actually thinking that this is a sign of health in our marriage...that he can tolerate my amateurishly-mystic spiritual explorations. Really, you've got to be impressed - right? How many guys would put up with stones in the bed?
Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to dance counterclockwise around a bonfire. Ok. That was a joke. I'm actually WAY too tired to do that tonight.