11 August 2005 — Last Sunday I attended a crystal healing workshop, one that I’ve been waiting for for years. It’s conducted by my own crystal healer, Janine, whom I’ve regularly seen these last 4 years for all sorts of conditions, or just when I’m feeling a bit out of whack and needed a tune-up. Words can’t describe the deep respect and gratitude I have for her, she has not only been my healer but also spiritual teacher and guide. So it was with much anticipation that I attended the class. I didn’t take any pictures that day, nor make any mental notes to blog about it later. No, I decided it was going to be my day, a day where I can just relax and be fully present in the moment of whatever is happening.

It was only a small group of human beings. Apart from Janine and myself, there were only 3 other participants, Fiona, Rachel and Clare, well 4, if you include Clare’s dog, Dez. I say human beings because in addition to us, Janine had also invited all our individual guides and angels, as well as several Ascended Masters to be with us that day. Considering that the room was only about 4m x 4m, with 2 massage beds set up, it was quite a crowd!

Sigh… the day turned out to be as expected (though we probably shouldn’t have expectations) – everyone was just gorgeous and lovely, Janine was so giving and inspirational, and even the weather was nice and warm. Time flew by as we spent the day learning how to balance chakras, visit an Atlantean healing temple, and communicate with crystal consciousness to do healing work. As part of the course, Janine gave us each a clear quartz crystal pendulum to work with, and which we could keep at the end of the course.

Yay! A new friend.

So yesterday, I was really excited to get acquainted with my new crystal and decided to meditate with it. Hopefully it will bring me on some sort of far-out adventure or enlighten me with some deep, profound insights. Neither of the two happened, instead, I got chided for being a silly girl. The message that came to me was that in putting up the website and then constantly attending to it, I had been spending way too much time in a mental space. And once again, I am plagued by my 老毛病 – Impatience! Impatient to put up blogs, but also to hear from you, so much so that it was becoming an obsession. Rather than standing back and enjoying the fruits of my labour, I had become stuck once again in a spiral of haste and hurry. Indeed, in the last few months, like a workshop junkie, I’ve attended courses on meditation, medical astrology, reiki and now crystal healing, but have not taken the time to digest and integrate all the information. Again, instead of just “being”, I have been caught up in doing, doing, doing. And in the process, I have neglected my physical, emotional and spiritual bodies. What I need to do is address this imbalance.

Haha, and to “assist” me with this process, my body “obediently” crashed today. Yes, it is rebelling. Enough is enough! I woke up with a fever, a sore throat, and a runny/blocked nose (can’t make up its mind). So for a change today, instead of rushing to the computer the first thing upon waking, and basically spending the next half of the day there until Oprah at 2pm, I got out of bed, washed the dishes from last night (I’ve always thought dishwashing to be rather therapeutic, hee hee Sumie, I know you disagree, mebbe when I have a dishwasher, I will too), tidied the kitchen, ate my supplements, made myself some brunch, went back to bed, and just read – taking it really nice and easy for a change. In fact, I didn’t really touch the computer until just then, at 5pm, which is a great achievement for me, considering my behaviour of late.

And if you’ve noticed, I have actually placed this blog entry under “Gratitude Chest”. Why be grateful when I’ve fallen ill? Because my body is wise enough to know that I need a break when my mind doesn’t. And well, also because I’m wise enough to listen to my body and take the break. There are many who habitually ignore their bodies’ advice and “soldier on” until eventually they no longer even hear it, and end up collapsing from exhaustion or burn out or break down.

But perhaps the biggest reason to be thankful is because unlike many of you who are reading this, and more so those who aren’t, I have been blessed with the luxury of being able to take all the time in the world to nurse myself back to recovery without the slightest hint of guilt or worry. No assignment to complete, no stacks of paperwork that I would still have to attend to tomorrow even if I took the day off today, no baby that’s crying and needs my attention, no dinner to have to cook tonight, nought, zip, nothing. I can fully indulge myself in just getting better. I’m no fool, of course I know I wouldn’t always be this fortunate, and I am aware that I have my very kind and generous partner to thank for this, but today, just for today and perhaps the next day or two, I am so fortunate. It is exactly the knowledge that this is a transient resting period in my life, which makes it all the more opulent.

And look, I couldn’t have chosen a more beautiful day to rest.

These are the views from my position in bed. Like, what’s there to complain right?

It is an amazingly warm and balmy winter day. See how the water is glistening from the sun’s rays?

My lunch (half-eaten) of udon noodles, dried Chinese mushrooms, ikan bilis, tau-gey, egg, clams and tofu – hee hee, feels very hearty and nourishing

Armed with my new book “Many Lives, Many Masters” by Brian Weiss – it is a captivating read! Reaffirms the message that life is eternal and we are not alone (in a guides and angels’ sense, dunno about aliens?). I don’t know why it has taken me this long to get it, I’ve only been hearing about how good it is for forever?!?

And my Convita Propolis and Manuka Honey candies. Yes, Fukky, it’s the same one you bought. Oh Shit! Peiling, Peiling, Peiling. (insider joke, or refer to comments under National Day Nasi Lemak)

For some added relaxation… get yourself a cat.

Aiyoh, they are so manja and 懒洋洋 the whole day, just looking at them can hypnotise you into a sleepy mood… speaking of which… Zzzzzzzz….

Bodhi says: Hmm, who woke me up?!? (see his face, super buay-song!)

Haha, see that’s why I sick also still happy…

The only down side to falling sick…

… having to take a million and one supplements!!! Yes, this is what I have to take TWICE a day, like buffet right?!?

So, the moral of the story people: “If you’re good to your body, your body’s good to you!”
(sung to the tune of “If You’re Good to Mama” aka Chicago)

On QUITE a separate note, see what was featured on Oprah today (told you I was a fan): the successful separation of a two-headed baby in Egypt! Today’s show was all about miracles, and this is a miracle indeed! It was actually a pair of conjoined twins (Manar & Islaam), who were joined at the head. However, one of the babies did not develop much more past its head.

In medical terms, it was actually referred to as a “parasitic head”, so sad right?

The strangest part is that this “head” had its own expressions, and could cry and suck on a pacifier?!? You can see in the pictures (sorry poor quality, took it off the TV, but you get the idea). Life is very much stranger than fiction.

The medical team

Anyway, with the operation to separate the two, Islaam “the head”, of course did not survive. It was afterall just a head, and she had depended on Manar’s heart and lungs to live.

The miracle was that the other baby, Manar, survived! The first baby to do so! Prior to her, the mortality rate for this sort of operation was 100%! Manar even flew all the way to the US to be on Oprah! Here she is all healthy in her mummy’s (Naglaa Mohamed) arms.

What I really appreciated from the story was that the medical team considered the “two” babies to be separate individuals and emphasized that the dignity of BOTH were very much maintained during the surgery. One lady doctor on the team aptly described them as having one body but two souls. In line with “Many Lives, Many Masters”, on a soul level, the one that was a “parasitic head” must have loved her sister very much to make such a great sacrifice.

Well, for more info, you know where to go, the Oprah site of course!

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