tennis ball

A few people may recall the mishap I experienced several years ago. One of my favorite results is the ongoing regeneration of my body. Watching its innate ability to heal is quite a magnificent process to notice. In this 4th New England winter since, I’m excited to be able to go about my day without the need for a turtleneck or scarf. The muscles in my face rarely cramp up in the cold anymore to the point where I almost forget it ever did. Each day and each year introduces ever increasing improvement.
More than six months has passed since I’ve taken up writing as a primary focus. I find it comes to me quite naturally. One thing about writing though is that once I’m sitting and settled and pecking away at the keys my butt gets stiff and sore, particularly my left hip. I also find that if I blow off doing yoga that the left hip can become a real pain, in that vicinity, if you get my drift. On the advice of my massage therapist I learned to manipulate and massage that area by using a tennis ball. I drop it onto the floor and sit on it, gliding around, rolling here rolling there, digging the ball into the most uncomfortable areas of the joint. It works like a charm and breaks up all that annoying fascia. Thank goodness for yoga though, otherwise who knows where that ball could end up.
Recently, I was with my trekking buddy and her dogs. The snow was shallow and crispy. A breeze was just coming up so my head and neck were bundled, curbing my visibility. As we descended the final hill I remarked to my friend, “I think I’m going to break out that tennis ball.” Then, step, step, step, when what to my wondering eyes should appear fifteen feet ahead but a tennis ball! It was obscured by a low lying evergreen. I yelled, “Oh look!” I saw only the top of it as the other 85% was frozen solid in the snow. Using my brand new hikers (on their maiden voyage) I kicked at the snow breaking the ball free. The epiphany sparkled and I was really excited. My very words had quickly manifested in the most literal terms. I broke out the tennis ball!
...a thought and it's there

…a thought and it’s there

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