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Questions

Wednesday night, I did not wish to comment on my chart, not because of the release of emotions, but because of something Hell did during the treatment that felt like a slap or a punishment. There was a sharp jab to that very sensitive area. Then Hell crossed my legs.

What did I do wrong? That’s what I thought. The patient next to me was bothering me some, but only some. I was busy with visualization. First I pictured the mountain path that I like and rested there a while. Then I thought maybe I can visualize myself walking up and down my spine with that tiny little self I like to send places, but I got nowhere with that. Then I imagined a lute, and when Hell would tap or touch I would see a string and tighten it or loosen it, depending.

At some point, the patient next to me came into my thoughts and for a moment I wondered if I could help her in any way, but realized I couldn’t, and at that moment Hell seemed to go into a frenzy with the adjustment. I found it disturbing. Odd coincidence that, at work that day, someone mentioned that if you were bothered by someone’s behaviour, you could cross your arms and your legs and it would offer some protection and you could then keep your thoughts to yourself and they would not flow out to that particular someone. So, Hell, i.

Why the impatience and the crossing of the legs? Was my friend right?

ii. Do you see your patients’ auras?

iii. Do you see their demons?

iv. Do you do adjustments over distance?

v.

At times I hear you letting out a deep breath. Is it caused by energy you are moving? Is it something you see? Or is it my imagination and you are simply tired?

vi. That pressure I feel in the middle of by back, even though you have never touched that point, is it related to my heart chakra?

You do realize I would have never asked such questions of the chiropractor across the street from where I live, but then he would only have cracked my bones. What you do is shattering me.

Nov. 6, 1998 (Computer Journal)