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April 16, 2003

134

today, the acupuncturist told me that the needles in my ankle were in about an inch deep. though i imagine this is the same depth that they have gone in each time i've received a treatment, the knowledge of this fact was initially somewhat difficult to stomach. though i trust him entirely, i find it hard to wrap my mind around the staggering complexity and precision of this ancient healing art. perhaps that is why this treatment was less transcendent and ethereal than the others. less transformative. unfortunately, i was stuck in my mind. as i lay there on the table trying not to move, but wishing [as always] to look at them sticking out of me, i kept thinking about his explanation of a tecnique used where they actually weave the needles beneath the skin. usually along the leg or spine, he said that these needles are often more than a foot long. oh how grateful i am that he tells i should live to be over one hundred years old, and that i likely will never need such a treatment [depending of course on my karma]. he was not joking, and i am terribly pleased by that fact. the number that has been in my head for years, is 134. i constantly try to remove that number from my head and increase it, as i feel that our preconceived ideas of our lives have more weight on their direction than we will ever be able to understand. perhaps over time, i can get the number up over 150 and see how i feel when i get to 134. 158 sounds good to me. i wonder, do you really have the secrets Tom Robbins? will you share or are they things one must discover on their own? needless to say, i will search and search and search, for such is life.

and speaking of years, a happy birthday ron~
may your wisdom and joy grow with your numbers.
a great man~

Posted by jeff at April 16, 2003 04:20 PM

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thank you for the kind words, jefferson. As with the knowledge of the depth of needles, note the best music is performed not with anticipation of upcoming parts, but with the loss of self within the present. Forget the physical; embrace transcendence. This also applies to pinball and pool...

Posted by: ron at April 18, 2003 02:23 PM
   


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