He 's finally home and achey and tired, and I
feed him more lentil soup and steamed Kale once again and biscuits right out of
the oven and beautiful well water . And get him to bed, put herbal things on
him and in him , then work work down his back, I see in my mind the spinal
nerve connections to the autonomic nervous system as I align the spine and
release the points and tonify the systems. And I smear him with my oil and
release down sacrum and kidneys and back of legs , as his poor tired self
makes happy noises. I knead the tight Achilles and nail those kidney points and
elongate the bladder meridian and tender the kidneys into filling with good
things. I release the sore feet and knead the tight shoulders and soften the neck
and then lie down beside him , as the soft loft of the comforter almost secrets
him, and he pulls me to him, some sadness and much love and a little laughter,
as I pull him tight and tell him he's doing just beautifully , because he is ;
and because I do not lie. And then I pull open the window a bit for fresh night
air as the Shepherd guards him in his sleep , and I leave to stand outside. And
I wish wish every living being could be cared for with love, and never walk
difficult paths , ever alone . And then I let myself go - to the night and the
dark forever sky.
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