As you can see, it has been a month and a half since my last blog post. I think I once revealed that the reason why I couldn't be a writer by profession is because I write only when I am deeply inspired to do so. But I challenged myself lately. I was recently appointed to the Executive Advisory Board of the American Association of Integrative Medicine. One of the requirements of being on the board is to write an article for the quarterly newsletter. That pretty much forces me to sit down and write, and what I write cannot be something I wrote and published beforehand. In fact, I've been awaiting the Spring issue of the newsletter so that I can use the article I wrote as my next blog post. The article is about my "three-tiered approach" to healing that is the method of operation I take in my private practice. Whenever it appears, I will post it here. But if you want a sneak peak, you can always check out my practice's website, which I updated since writing the article a month ago.
One thing I have been doing since I last wrote is making my own educational videos. They have been playing on community TV stations throughout the southwestern metro areas of Minneapolis. You can view them also on my practice's website. The manager of St. Louis Park community TV taught me how to film and edit my own productions. He was there looking over my shoulder for the first episode. The second episode was done entirely on my own, without any help. I guess you can teach an old dog new tricks. I am thoroughly enjoying these news skills I am experimenting with! Now with my own miniDV camcorder and nonlinear editing programs, I think I'm getting pretty good at this. The first program is on carpal tunnel syndrome. The second is on birth trauma. I am not sure what the next episode will be about. Since April is autism awareness month, I am thinking I will make it about autism.
Since we're on the topic of autism, I am not sure if I ever mentioned the class that I put together entitled "Living With An Autism Spectrum Disorder". I've taught it in Ellsworth, Wisconsin and Hastings, Minnesota already. Other community education programs actually balked at the topic because it was too "controversial". Anyway, I feel that as both a health care provider and somebody with an Autism Spectrum Disorder, I could be educative for people who are caretakers of or known a person who is autistic. Using the book, "Unwritten Rules Of Social Relationships" co-authored by Dr. Temple Grandin and Sean Barron, both of whom are also on the autism spectrum, I share my own experiences, and I help people to get inside the head of the autistic person so that they can relate to and understand them better. It would be great if I could travel to anywhere in the U.S. teaching this class because it is so very beneficial for people to have this information. The only part of the class I have had trouble from other people with is when I mention that vaccinations is one of the theoretical causes of autism. Although I do use the word "theoretical," I still get some pretty lame-brained heckling. But still, this is vital information that everyone that deals with the issue of Autism Spectrum Disorders needs to hear -- right from an audie!
This past week I met with the two directors of The Uteam4U, Inc., a consortium of experts that people can call upon to consult in various health and wellness areas. I was referred to them by the general manager of the place where I work part time after he heard that my goal, as a Holistic Physician, was to expand my expertise beyond the walls of my office. But when I saw that the directors were educational experts with autistics and people with cognitive disorders, the bulk of the conversation was about me and how I could possibly get ahead despite having these problems. Although this meeting ended on a very positive vibe, it has yet to bear any fruit. I don't count my chickens before they hatch. In fact, I don't count them at all anymore. In fact, in a conversation I had just tonight with a Minnesota native at the place where I work part time, I was told, "People in Minnesota say one thing and do another." Although I have lived in many different places and found this to be a universal truth, it is PARTICULARLY true in Minnesota.
On the subject of this blog, I once said that I would write more about health and wellness topics. It seems that almost all of my LinkedIn and Facebook contacts who are professionals like me, blogging is a staple, a weekly, if not daily, event. They always seem to have something to say and know every fact in every book. I can't say that I am so gifted. But I guess my new skill of producing my own TV shows will be the way I do my educating. Now I'll stop writing because if I continue I'll just be rambling.
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Saturday, April 3, 2010
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
The Healing Power Of Qi: Lessons From Avatar
Sorry that it's been more than two months since I've written. I usually do not write unless I am inspired to do so by that inner intuition. Since creating a new "ask the doctor" page on Facebook, I feel the need to call upon this intuition a little more often from now on. My purpose is to use this blog as a teaching tool. On that same note, I am in the process of creating the first, of hopefully many to come, video that will be aired on local community TV about various health conditions. The first one is all about Carpal Tunnel Syndrome, and I hope it is ready to be aired within the next three weeks.
Now as many of you know, I have been answering questions on health topics in various online forums for about two years now. Just last night, somebody asked the question on LinkedIn, "Does intuition really exist?" In my answer, I mentioned the book "Awakening Intuition" by Mona Lisa Schultz, M.D., in which Dr. Schultz specifically mentions how she trained herself to listen to her own intuition and gives exercises for how we can do the same. So the question should really be, "What is intuition?" Simply stated, intuition is qi talking to us. Qi is another spelling of "chi", and I prefer this spelling simply because it is a hugely valuable word to know for a competitive Scrabble player like myself. And here's the neat thing about qi: it is both omnipotent and omnipresent.
Qi is referred to as Kundalini in Vedic traditions. It is referred to as Holy Spirit in Christian traditions. In the movie Star Wars it was referred to as "the force". It was also very well explained in the movie "Avatar". In the movie Avatar, the Na'vi refer to this all-pervasive power as their deity Eywa. There is no better explanation to give for what qi is than what the character Neytiri gave to her human mate Jake. This energy, this force, fills the entire universe. It is the essence by which all things are created and become alive. It keeps our hearts beating, our blood flowing, our lungs breathing, rivers flowing, heavenly bodies moving, flowers growing, and on and on. This power is limitless and can never die. When a living creature "dies", the energy merely leaves the form it occupied and returns to the Absolute, to G-d, to The Divine. Not that The Divine is separate. This energy IS The Divine and has created all that is physical and nonphysical. And in many traditions around the world, this divine qi is worshipped in many ways. The fact that the Na'vi were so acutely interconnected with this qi energy naturally made them a more peaceful, appreciative, loving race.
Because of this energy, we are never really alone. Because of this energy, we are never limited. Because of this energy, we are never without an inner compass. But because of something called "ego," which I talked about in my last blog post, we can THINK that we are alone, small, powerless, and lost. So how then do we become more aware of qi? How then does it talk to us? First of all, it is always there, and it is always saying something. The key is to make a sincere practice of meditating to quiet the mind. To "meditate" simply means to focus. To focus on quieting the mind, sitting upright in a quiet room, whether you follow a formal type of meditational practice or not, is key in becoming aware of qi and what it is saying. In this case, the goal of meditation is to, like I said, quiet the mind. The mind, with all its worries and thoughts about all things worldly, IS the seat of the ego, that which likes to impose illusory limitations on things. By taking this completely out of the picture, the power of qi can be recognized. For one who is good at meditating, the recognition and connecting with qi comes quite naturally. By continuous practice, actual DIALOG with qi can happen.
When one can actually dialog with qi, then intuition is at its strongest. In the movie Avatar, the Na'vi just had to "plug in" by using the fibers that grew from their ponytails to be able to communicate, nonverbally, with all living things, because of qi, including with their divine deity Eywa. We as humans aren't so lucky. We have to eliminate the loud chatter of the ego first.
I had mentioned that there are formal types of meditational practices. Some prefer Qi Gong. Some prefer Buddhist meditation. I personally practice a path called Siddha Yoga. After 12 years, I must say that I have had some pretty strong "encounters" with qi. As a healer, I have learned to listen to my intuition, to the qi talking, when I have a patient in my office. Maybe it isn't so surprising when people say to me that I can find things and zero in on problems that others have completely missed and have not been able to help. It's not so much that I am "better" at what I do but that I am constantly listening to my intuition. Then, when I place my hands on somebody to help them, the qi moves to create healing. This is naturally how it works. There is no "trying"; it just does. When used for good intents, qi can be a great healer. When listened to through intuition, it is an unfaltering master.
In conclusion, we can probably argue that there are so many different religions and warring factions all calling upon God (perhaps THEIR god and not the enemy's god), to inspire them as they carry on with their self-righteous indignations and judgements. Who is right? Which side will God lead to victory? Again from the movie Avatar, as Neytiri explained to Jake as Jake prayed to Eywa for just such a guidance, "Eywa does not take sides. She is only interested in the preservation of the balance of life." After all, how can qi, which is present in ALL people, peoples, and creatures, know differences? Differences can only be perceived by the illusory ego.
Now as many of you know, I have been answering questions on health topics in various online forums for about two years now. Just last night, somebody asked the question on LinkedIn, "Does intuition really exist?" In my answer, I mentioned the book "Awakening Intuition" by Mona Lisa Schultz, M.D., in which Dr. Schultz specifically mentions how she trained herself to listen to her own intuition and gives exercises for how we can do the same. So the question should really be, "What is intuition?" Simply stated, intuition is qi talking to us. Qi is another spelling of "chi", and I prefer this spelling simply because it is a hugely valuable word to know for a competitive Scrabble player like myself. And here's the neat thing about qi: it is both omnipotent and omnipresent.
Qi is referred to as Kundalini in Vedic traditions. It is referred to as Holy Spirit in Christian traditions. In the movie Star Wars it was referred to as "the force". It was also very well explained in the movie "Avatar". In the movie Avatar, the Na'vi refer to this all-pervasive power as their deity Eywa. There is no better explanation to give for what qi is than what the character Neytiri gave to her human mate Jake. This energy, this force, fills the entire universe. It is the essence by which all things are created and become alive. It keeps our hearts beating, our blood flowing, our lungs breathing, rivers flowing, heavenly bodies moving, flowers growing, and on and on. This power is limitless and can never die. When a living creature "dies", the energy merely leaves the form it occupied and returns to the Absolute, to G-d, to The Divine. Not that The Divine is separate. This energy IS The Divine and has created all that is physical and nonphysical. And in many traditions around the world, this divine qi is worshipped in many ways. The fact that the Na'vi were so acutely interconnected with this qi energy naturally made them a more peaceful, appreciative, loving race.
Because of this energy, we are never really alone. Because of this energy, we are never limited. Because of this energy, we are never without an inner compass. But because of something called "ego," which I talked about in my last blog post, we can THINK that we are alone, small, powerless, and lost. So how then do we become more aware of qi? How then does it talk to us? First of all, it is always there, and it is always saying something. The key is to make a sincere practice of meditating to quiet the mind. To "meditate" simply means to focus. To focus on quieting the mind, sitting upright in a quiet room, whether you follow a formal type of meditational practice or not, is key in becoming aware of qi and what it is saying. In this case, the goal of meditation is to, like I said, quiet the mind. The mind, with all its worries and thoughts about all things worldly, IS the seat of the ego, that which likes to impose illusory limitations on things. By taking this completely out of the picture, the power of qi can be recognized. For one who is good at meditating, the recognition and connecting with qi comes quite naturally. By continuous practice, actual DIALOG with qi can happen.
When one can actually dialog with qi, then intuition is at its strongest. In the movie Avatar, the Na'vi just had to "plug in" by using the fibers that grew from their ponytails to be able to communicate, nonverbally, with all living things, because of qi, including with their divine deity Eywa. We as humans aren't so lucky. We have to eliminate the loud chatter of the ego first.
I had mentioned that there are formal types of meditational practices. Some prefer Qi Gong. Some prefer Buddhist meditation. I personally practice a path called Siddha Yoga. After 12 years, I must say that I have had some pretty strong "encounters" with qi. As a healer, I have learned to listen to my intuition, to the qi talking, when I have a patient in my office. Maybe it isn't so surprising when people say to me that I can find things and zero in on problems that others have completely missed and have not been able to help. It's not so much that I am "better" at what I do but that I am constantly listening to my intuition. Then, when I place my hands on somebody to help them, the qi moves to create healing. This is naturally how it works. There is no "trying"; it just does. When used for good intents, qi can be a great healer. When listened to through intuition, it is an unfaltering master.
In conclusion, we can probably argue that there are so many different religions and warring factions all calling upon God (perhaps THEIR god and not the enemy's god), to inspire them as they carry on with their self-righteous indignations and judgements. Who is right? Which side will God lead to victory? Again from the movie Avatar, as Neytiri explained to Jake as Jake prayed to Eywa for just such a guidance, "Eywa does not take sides. She is only interested in the preservation of the balance of life." After all, how can qi, which is present in ALL people, peoples, and creatures, know differences? Differences can only be perceived by the illusory ego.
Friday, April 10, 2009
An Eerie Fairwell To Edgerton
From the very beginning, I could see signs that the whole Edgerton venture was going to be just another headbanging disappointment. Little could I have guessed then that the final straw would be an altercation with a ghost which would close the door to Edgerton all together. Joni, the massage therapist I was sharing the place with, owned the building that I had my practice in. From the moment I set foot in the house, I knew something wasn't exactly right. But I figured it was just an old house, and it had that "old house" feel to it. Besides, most of the town seemed like that. After all, sharing a place with another healing practitioner who would refer clients to me was ideal.
The population of the town is right around 1,000. It was a town full of farmers, kids, and locals who just opened new businesses. Sounded like an opportune place to be. Then I learned that the people there were of Dutch descent. I knew from growing up around the Pennsylvania Dutch that such people shy away from anything that is "new" and are very skeptical of anything that might make them have to think progressively. Soon I came to realize that these people were no different. My ads that I placed in the local newspaper, and even an interview in the same paper, generated only three new patients -- people that were already clients of Joni. For a town that size, I wasn't getting the reception that I thought I would.
Even as far as Joni herself goes, she is a great person and fun to be around, by Edgerton standards. But her own reservations about getting the care she needs, chiropractically speaking, and the fact that she couldn't even pronounce Reiki correctly, brought me to the realization that I was probably in the wrong place after all. I didn't really see much of a "spiritual" component to her practice. It was more about her interest in selling Arbonne products. Even the massage therapist who was sharing the place with her was a very uncultivated redneck. All in all, Joni was nice enough to allow me to sleep overnight at the house so I don't have to pay to stay in a hotel. Besides, the closest hotel was 21 miles away in Luverne. (There were two bed-and-breakfasts in Edgerton, but that's not my thing.)
Even though Joni offered her place to me, I didn't take her up on it right away. I had listed my hours as being Wednesdays and Thursdays from 3 PM to 10 PM. Out of the three weeks I spent taking care of patients there, the first week I had driven down and back all in one day because I had only one patient scheduled on Wednesday. But that was way too much driving, and I realized how quickly I got tired out. A 3-1/2 hour drive one way where all you see is farm fields the whole way was just too much to handle. But the next week were different. During the second week I had a new patient scheduled for Wednesday and the client from the week before scheduled for Thursday. So I stayed at the house located at 321 East Mill Street overnight.
It was a quaint, small house with a kitchen, full bath, and laundry room on the first floor and three bedrooms on the second floor. This is where Joni had lived until she got married several years ago. She retained ownership of the house, and now uses it just for the massage studio and to house family guests when they come to town. Now if the "old" vibe to the downstairs of the house wasn't scary enough, the feeling I got when I went upstairs to the bedrooms was downright frightening. Still, I set up my Aerobed air mattress and settled in. After all, it sure beat paying to stay in a hotel. But later that night, I wouldn't be so happy about my decision to stay there.
Being the nightowl that I am, I decided to go for a joyride late at night. The town of Edgerton was so still that you could hear a pin drop a mile away. So I decided to drive down to Sioux Falls, South Dakota just to see how long it took to get there. After all, I had my laptop with me and I was hungry, and I was looking for a place to take it easy for a while. Just over an hour later I arrived at a Denny's Restaurant, the only one in Sioux Falls. They had internet connection there, and both my need for food and for being online were fulfilled. When I arrived back at the house in Edgerton it was almost 3 AM.
I laid down on my air mattress, felt the eeriness of the air around me, and hoped to fall asleep soon. Instead, for the next three hours I would be constantly woken up by an unseen force. This force was no stranger to me. I knew EXACTLY what it was -- an evil entity that was there to attack me. I knew because I had this exact same thing happen to me only once before in my life, the night after I performed an exorcism in the apartment I lived in in Smyrna, Georgia ten years ago. Invoking the same healing energy I used to dispel that unwelcome spirit, I shrouded the house and myself with protective light in hopes that the disembodied attacker would go away. The attacks did lessen, and at dawn they stopped all together. I was then able to sleep soundly the rest of the morning and into the afternoon.
I didn't think much of what happened during the night. Haunted houses are aplenty, and I've even gotten rid of a few unpleasant entities in my day. But I do so only if the owner of the property asks me to do that. I don't just go around "playing with energy" like a voyeur. But how was I to tell Joni that there is something evil in her place, the house she once called home? I didn't. Right after I took care of my patient for the day, I packed up and went home to Richfield.
Now came this past Wednesday. I received the bill for the ads, saw that the interview appeared nicely in the newspaper, and I was confident that word was getting around that there was a new chiropractor in town. I only had one patient scheduled on Wednesday. My plan was to stay overnight again and spend the day on Thursday going around the city and to neighboring areas introducing myself and posting signs. Joni asked me how it was staying overnight the week before. I said that they energy wasn't very good, but it was probably due to the fact that I was sleeping in an unfamiliar place. I thought to myself I would give it another try though because, again, it still beat paying to stay in a hotel, and I thought maybe this time things won't be so disruptive.
I had gotten only 4-1/2 hours of sleep the night before. So after I took care of my patient I was in no condition to go for a joyride again. I stopped by Tally Ho, the local coffee shop, to get myself something to eat, and I return to Joni's house to spend the rest of the night reading and typing on the computer. I finally felt tired enough to go to bed at 1:30 AM. But instead of getting a good night's sleep, the SAME EXACT thing happened as the week before, and it was now WORSE! This ghost was more aggressive as it not only "stole" my sleep from me but was also poking me with something that was sharp or burning. I didn't even bother to call upon the protective energies. I figured if I could just put up with it until daybreak I'd be fine. But the more I laid there, the more I told this intruder to go away, the more adamant it became. It really wanted me out of there!
I can sense the negative energy around me. It feels like a still, heavy, dark cloud. Whereas some mediums and psychics can actually see spirits, auras, and energies, I feel them and intuit them. By having my sleep "stolen", I mean that I would be sound asleep one minute and then would find myself lying wide awake the next without apparent reason, and this would be repetitive every time I started to fall back to sleep again. But the poking and prodding was something new. Now I knew I was dealing with something I never dealt with before. Still and all, it wasn't in my place to play the rescuer of the house here. Just before daybreak, I finally gave in and said, "You win. I'm outta here." And at 5:30 in the morning, I packed up my belongings, my patient records, and my chiropractic table, and I left for good, never to return.
This event wouldn't end without something positive coming from it, though. As I drove down Murray County Route 1 on my way back home, the scenery all around me was one on the best I had ever seen in my life. Daylight was just starting to creep above the horizon in the East, and the dark silhouettes of the hundreds of windmills flapping in the night sky filled my vision. The planet Mercury sat on the horizon to announce the beginning of a new day. I turned around to see the night sky behind me. Clouds just started to obscure a bright full moon. Despite all that happened, this one vision of the morning sky in Edgerton is what I will walk away with and will cherish the rest of my days. It was as if the Universe were saying that from here on, things will be better.
The population of the town is right around 1,000. It was a town full of farmers, kids, and locals who just opened new businesses. Sounded like an opportune place to be. Then I learned that the people there were of Dutch descent. I knew from growing up around the Pennsylvania Dutch that such people shy away from anything that is "new" and are very skeptical of anything that might make them have to think progressively. Soon I came to realize that these people were no different. My ads that I placed in the local newspaper, and even an interview in the same paper, generated only three new patients -- people that were already clients of Joni. For a town that size, I wasn't getting the reception that I thought I would.
Even as far as Joni herself goes, she is a great person and fun to be around, by Edgerton standards. But her own reservations about getting the care she needs, chiropractically speaking, and the fact that she couldn't even pronounce Reiki correctly, brought me to the realization that I was probably in the wrong place after all. I didn't really see much of a "spiritual" component to her practice. It was more about her interest in selling Arbonne products. Even the massage therapist who was sharing the place with her was a very uncultivated redneck. All in all, Joni was nice enough to allow me to sleep overnight at the house so I don't have to pay to stay in a hotel. Besides, the closest hotel was 21 miles away in Luverne. (There were two bed-and-breakfasts in Edgerton, but that's not my thing.)
Even though Joni offered her place to me, I didn't take her up on it right away. I had listed my hours as being Wednesdays and Thursdays from 3 PM to 10 PM. Out of the three weeks I spent taking care of patients there, the first week I had driven down and back all in one day because I had only one patient scheduled on Wednesday. But that was way too much driving, and I realized how quickly I got tired out. A 3-1/2 hour drive one way where all you see is farm fields the whole way was just too much to handle. But the next week were different. During the second week I had a new patient scheduled for Wednesday and the client from the week before scheduled for Thursday. So I stayed at the house located at 321 East Mill Street overnight.
It was a quaint, small house with a kitchen, full bath, and laundry room on the first floor and three bedrooms on the second floor. This is where Joni had lived until she got married several years ago. She retained ownership of the house, and now uses it just for the massage studio and to house family guests when they come to town. Now if the "old" vibe to the downstairs of the house wasn't scary enough, the feeling I got when I went upstairs to the bedrooms was downright frightening. Still, I set up my Aerobed air mattress and settled in. After all, it sure beat paying to stay in a hotel. But later that night, I wouldn't be so happy about my decision to stay there.
Being the nightowl that I am, I decided to go for a joyride late at night. The town of Edgerton was so still that you could hear a pin drop a mile away. So I decided to drive down to Sioux Falls, South Dakota just to see how long it took to get there. After all, I had my laptop with me and I was hungry, and I was looking for a place to take it easy for a while. Just over an hour later I arrived at a Denny's Restaurant, the only one in Sioux Falls. They had internet connection there, and both my need for food and for being online were fulfilled. When I arrived back at the house in Edgerton it was almost 3 AM.
I laid down on my air mattress, felt the eeriness of the air around me, and hoped to fall asleep soon. Instead, for the next three hours I would be constantly woken up by an unseen force. This force was no stranger to me. I knew EXACTLY what it was -- an evil entity that was there to attack me. I knew because I had this exact same thing happen to me only once before in my life, the night after I performed an exorcism in the apartment I lived in in Smyrna, Georgia ten years ago. Invoking the same healing energy I used to dispel that unwelcome spirit, I shrouded the house and myself with protective light in hopes that the disembodied attacker would go away. The attacks did lessen, and at dawn they stopped all together. I was then able to sleep soundly the rest of the morning and into the afternoon.
I didn't think much of what happened during the night. Haunted houses are aplenty, and I've even gotten rid of a few unpleasant entities in my day. But I do so only if the owner of the property asks me to do that. I don't just go around "playing with energy" like a voyeur. But how was I to tell Joni that there is something evil in her place, the house she once called home? I didn't. Right after I took care of my patient for the day, I packed up and went home to Richfield.
Now came this past Wednesday. I received the bill for the ads, saw that the interview appeared nicely in the newspaper, and I was confident that word was getting around that there was a new chiropractor in town. I only had one patient scheduled on Wednesday. My plan was to stay overnight again and spend the day on Thursday going around the city and to neighboring areas introducing myself and posting signs. Joni asked me how it was staying overnight the week before. I said that they energy wasn't very good, but it was probably due to the fact that I was sleeping in an unfamiliar place. I thought to myself I would give it another try though because, again, it still beat paying to stay in a hotel, and I thought maybe this time things won't be so disruptive.
I had gotten only 4-1/2 hours of sleep the night before. So after I took care of my patient I was in no condition to go for a joyride again. I stopped by Tally Ho, the local coffee shop, to get myself something to eat, and I return to Joni's house to spend the rest of the night reading and typing on the computer. I finally felt tired enough to go to bed at 1:30 AM. But instead of getting a good night's sleep, the SAME EXACT thing happened as the week before, and it was now WORSE! This ghost was more aggressive as it not only "stole" my sleep from me but was also poking me with something that was sharp or burning. I didn't even bother to call upon the protective energies. I figured if I could just put up with it until daybreak I'd be fine. But the more I laid there, the more I told this intruder to go away, the more adamant it became. It really wanted me out of there!
I can sense the negative energy around me. It feels like a still, heavy, dark cloud. Whereas some mediums and psychics can actually see spirits, auras, and energies, I feel them and intuit them. By having my sleep "stolen", I mean that I would be sound asleep one minute and then would find myself lying wide awake the next without apparent reason, and this would be repetitive every time I started to fall back to sleep again. But the poking and prodding was something new. Now I knew I was dealing with something I never dealt with before. Still and all, it wasn't in my place to play the rescuer of the house here. Just before daybreak, I finally gave in and said, "You win. I'm outta here." And at 5:30 in the morning, I packed up my belongings, my patient records, and my chiropractic table, and I left for good, never to return.
This event wouldn't end without something positive coming from it, though. As I drove down Murray County Route 1 on my way back home, the scenery all around me was one on the best I had ever seen in my life. Daylight was just starting to creep above the horizon in the East, and the dark silhouettes of the hundreds of windmills flapping in the night sky filled my vision. The planet Mercury sat on the horizon to announce the beginning of a new day. I turned around to see the night sky behind me. Clouds just started to obscure a bright full moon. Despite all that happened, this one vision of the morning sky in Edgerton is what I will walk away with and will cherish the rest of my days. It was as if the Universe were saying that from here on, things will be better.
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