My Little Golden Book of Phobias

I went and saw magic Sam yesterday for a massage. I had a large boulder in my back where I was stabbed by anxiety and sorrow. Sam is a massage therapist but he's also a shaman too. Before you start making 'piffle' noises, let me tell you.

He prayed over me. He told me to bring colors in, emerald green and beautiful blue and lavender. He rubbed and then made growling hissing noises and he snapped his fingers and muttered and shock a rattle. I felt like a bear was biting me and a snake was slithering up and down my spine. At the end he asked if he could release my heart and he went in with his fist and pow, growl hiss, my heart opened. My back released and black gunk poured out of my spine.

Sam is my friend from dancing. He is one of the most joyful people I know. When I asked about his wedding ring, he said, 'Yes, I have a husband.' When he laughs, he throws his head back and opens his mouth wide wide wide (and not a single filling). His eyes disappear when he laughs.

I asked him if he loves me and he jumped up, hugged me and yelled, 'Of course!!!'

At the end I couldn't move and I said I should go home and soak but he said I should go to dance class so I did and my friends were there and Sam too and it was fine, it was pure. My back has a ghost in it but bears love blueberries so I had some for dinner.

A is ok for now. We talked a bit. She has her man and he adores her. Meanwhile the wild creatures are caring for us wherever we are.