Sheer magic, I tell ya.

I loaded up my car with a bazillion(yes, I counted and there was exactly one bazillion) squashed boxes, drove it to work and handed my keys to the Amazing Serene, who, with a flick of her pretty wrist, made them all disappear, and tadah!-A Flying Apron rumball!

Mmmm... I love magic.

Just desserts and all that.

Serene just happens to be moving next month, sometimes life is all convenient like that.

Not very often though. Life is often inconvenient. In fact I'm just in the middle of a chapter entitled 'Inconvenience' in Pema Chodron's book 'The Wisdom of no Escape'.

She says: '-basically, if you follow your heart, you're going to find that it's often extremely inconvenient.'

Well, that's a relief!

:)

But enuff about the big questions of life, what I want to know right now is, where the heck are all the clients this week? Doesn't anyone need a massage?

Such a nice busy august we had, and now nuffin'.

Oh well, at least there's a 'puter with an internet connexion here, even if it's inconveniently slow as molasses and has a gimpy mouse... Not that I'm complaining.

I just rescued our receptionist... Poor lass was on break, laying down for a few minutes and got a hellaciously inconvenient afterchiropractic headache. She asked me to lay my hands on her neck for five minutes.

It was beautiful. She melted slowly in increments and went back to work able to talk nice to the clients.

Since they're my clients too, I think it only right.

I love massage.

Will someone please come get one?