Tales From The (Massage) Table: Doing Some Good In The World

Today, I did some good.

I worked on an old farmer (the same one), a woman with a chronic autoimmune disease and a spinal problem, someone recovering from a car accident, someone who cares for a sick relative, someone very nervous about selling her house that day, a person who had nothing good to say about herself, and cared for a care-giver.

Possibly I made them all feel better.  They certainly said they felt better. I relaxed the tense, valued the feeling-unvalued, comforted the hurt, cared for the exhausted, and loosened the tight.

And all it took was my hands. And my heart.

Water, Water (not really) Everywhere

It's hot! Damned hot! REAL HOT! (thank you, Good Morning Vietnam)

It's well over 100F here in the great white north, and it's annoying.  I'm grateful it's just annoying.  It could easily be deadly.

Today I had to run some boring errands (bank, post office), and I stopped off at the QD (local convenience store) to grab a diet Coke.  I stood there and saw the big cooler full of water bottles and had a thought.  I bought 10 of them, because I know lots of locals take buses on the route I was going to drive.  It was 3 p.m., and the heat was at its worst.

I pulled up in front of bus stops and opened my window, waving the bottles of water, yelling, "It's too hot not to have water!  Please take it!"

Not one person turned me down.  I also gave some to the guy with the sign "Homeless family.  Anything will help.  Willing to work."  He looked pretty dazed with the heat.  I hope it helped.

For a mere couple of dollars, I was able to help a few people -- just a little.  But I think the surprise that somebody was thinking about them maybe helped too.

Tomorrow, more water.