Evening now, cool, the sky reddish pink, lilac, deeper and lighter blue. It’s nice to sit outside, let the breeze play with the wind chimes. I’ve lit a moxa stick, hold it over my left elbow. It eases joint pain very effectively, the recommendation of an acupuncturist.
There’s quite a ritual to it. Unpeel the paper wrapping dexterously, and if you’re like me, less than dexturously. Light a candle, hold the moxa stick over it, watch it catch, blow on the stick to get that right glow.
The pain in my elbow stems from playing cricket when I was 14. Typing can set it off. Picking up a loaf of bread too. A kind of unwanted companion over the years. The body remembers so much; it becomes a text, or series of texts, of and about our lives.
Time to start reading and exploring what it’s saying.