The painting on the wall is of an open window overlooking the sea. The gauze curtains blow over the sill -- they seem to be actually moving. The picture is positioned in such a way as to be lit by the late light from the window that looks west onto Burrard Street.
For me, this engrossing painting is the dominant feature of the Bio-energy Healing treatment room. The equipment is simple: a carpet, a stool and a folding chair. The amazing healer Michael D'Alton uses mind, breath and hands to gently remove blocks and allow the client's energy to flow again.
When Michael's ministrations were complete, I returned calm and energized from the magical meditative space of healing. As I walked toward the beach, I became conscious of a ravenous hunger.
I stopped at a tiny Thai Restaurant off Davie Street. There I enjoyed a celebratory feast of emerald broccoli and delectable chicken bits smothered with peanut sauce, fragrant rice and exquisite tea.
I am on the cusp of a new stage. Beginning with the roseate dawn this morning, seen through the arching cables of the Alex Fraser Bridge, every experience seems to presage something new. The final vestiges of the old chrysalis are dropping, allowing me to become...what?
Imagining the possibilities makes me shiver with anticipation.
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