amy rocks. okay?

:) I asked but they didn’t tell me why they do it. (Taken with instagram)

Today is my sixth day of acupuncture in Portland and coupled with physical therapies once a week, I feel better in my life than ever before. Maybe since i was 13. This street takes me to the calming place where I have 30-50 needles poked into my backside (some quite literally my BACKSIDE) and I’m left to feel the muscles pulse, shake, twist and quiver for forty minutes. The instrumental music, soft lighting and calming water are offensive at first because all I want to do is yak - the muscles are causing internal organs I never knew I had to churn in discomfort but soon to transform via pure utter liquid conformity to how the human body should be. After my palms are dotted with perspiration and I’ve breathed deep enough to fill a blimp, she leaves me on the heated bed and will be back in fifteen minutes to check in. THIS my friends, is where it gets GOOD. At first you can’t get yourself to calm down despite having the lights off and a fleece blanket spread over you, well, as much of you as it can with needles going down both sides of your spine and in the toosh. But bit by bit those inner muscles that were doing a dance begin to MELT. Just slowly fizzle to deflated crack balloons that now feel like a combination of literally soft butter, a baby’s bottom and a lambs coat. Commence drool. One time the release hit so hard I found myself crying a small pond on the floor below me. Today more than three hours later I still have the rings on my face from the head holder. The forty minutes feel like forever at first but you find yourself somewhere it seems no one can reach you and you’ve forgotten time exists altogether. And this is coming from someone who’s brain DOES NOT STOP. I even wake in the morning with a song already playing in my head but during this appointment when I’m not distracted by the spontaneous pokes and jibes as muscles progress toward letting go, it all stops and I get one step closer to knowing what it feels like to stand or sit without experiencing any pain. Oh to be free.

Was a beautiful weekend at Anne Amie Vineyards. Thank you for the laughs, the giggles, the dirt on my feet and most of all the rad memory with new friends to top on our next adventure together!