The 100 healings will end tomorrow, it’s been exciting, and, surprisingly, exhausting. I’d not expected to be this fatigued, and the sessions have interrupted blog posts and writing. Once I gather my thoughts I’ll write a detailed post about the experience.
I’m flying to Rochester this coming Wednesday, the 20th, and I’ll not be online until the 29th. I’m having a break from the internet and writing while I’m away.
Last night I cried watching My Big Fat Greek Wedding. What the bloody hell is going on?
This story, Stroke of Genius, on Sunday Night also made me cry. This is how the mother describes healing, “hope, belief, and love.” I think you can view the video after the show has aired.
I’m going to put my spider man pyjamas on now and watch something that won’t make me cry, maybe.
During the Commonwealth Games I’ve been training my dogs. “Okay, this is what I want. When you hear the Australian national anthem I want you to both play dead, synchronised legs in the air.”