Hi! The wife of one of Kelly's partners scolded her last night because I wasn't updating my blog often enough, so I promise I'll try to do better. : )
I had my introductory Reiki session today. Reiki is an oriental healing practice that focuses on the body's energy points and the flow of energy between these points. What does that mean? Basically, I laid on a table for about an hour while the Reiki master (that's really what he's called) went around my body and held his hands either very close to or directly on certain parts of my body: the top of the head, the ears, the solar plexus muscles, the shoulders, etc. He told me in advance that I might feel a variety of sensations during the session, and I think I did. When he was holding his hands near the top of my head, for instance, I had a sensation of pin pricks. The Reiki master said that he felt energy leaving my body when he was holding his hands there. He said it was probably caused by the release of toxic energy related to my whole brain radiation.
That sounds a bit crazy, and I'm still not quite certain what I think about the idea of "energy points." Reiki practioners make it very clear that Reiki is not a religion, and the Reiki master tried to use the concept of quantum physics to explain the process to me (I know nothing of quantum physics, so that part was lost on me). But I think I came away with a positive impression of the entire process because Reiki reminded me of the "laying on of hands" that happens so often in religious ceremonies.
In the past year or so I've discovered the power of the "healing touch" (that's what I call it anyway). I first noticed it when I went to Houston and spent time with Dr. Legha. He frequently would put his hands on my shoulders, on my back, on my arms, and on my legs when he would visit with me. It seemed to alleviate my stress while forging a positive bond between patient and doctor. The Reiki session had the same effect. For that reason, I think I will schedule at least a few more sessions just to see what happens. (NOTE: A Reiki master can perform Reiki without touching the other person, but personally I think it would be much less effective.)
In other news, Kelly had her first performance last night--in Dunnigan's Pub in the nearby town of Erin (how's that for a St. Patrick's Day celebration?)--with the reformed Rabid Aardvarks. Maybe she'll post a blog sometime to explain how that came about. I'm happy for her because I know singing is something she enjoys so much.
Last but not least, Finn finally found a solid food he likes: my mom's banana bread. He has obstinately refused to eat solid foods and has thrown up every time we try to introduce some to him. Even Gerber's baby spaghetti made him gag. But this past weekend, Kelly gave him a bite of my mom's banana bread and he loved it. I can't blame him. Anyone who has had my mom's banana bread knows it is a masterpiece of baking. There simply is no comparison between her banana bread and the rest of the competition. What made the situation funny for everyone, however, is that it made us think of how much Jack loves her banana bread and how, in the period between ages two and five, Jack would hold the same conversation with my mom every time he talked to her on the phone, which was at least once per week.
"Hi Jack!" she would say in greeting.
"Can you bring banana bread?" That was his response. Every time.
"Sure, Jack," she would answer, just as surely. "I'll bring you banana bread."
And then Jack would hand the phone to Regan or Aubrey or me. That was it; the entire extent of the conversation. All he cared about was the banana bread. It looks like Finn is heading down that same road. I can't think of anything that would make a grandma happier.