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Marisa Fanelli, M.Ac.: Posted on Monday, July 30, 2012 12:46 PM
I recently purchased my first new car, and as you can imagine, I was quite excited about it. A few weeks ago, though, I went outside and saw that some &$#@$$ &^%^& had scratched a swastika on one side of the car, and an "F U" on the back. Lovely. As I struggled to contain my rage, I tried to see the bright side. It can be fixed, it's just a material object, it's not that important...all of those mantras we use when we want to comfort ourselves after something crappy has happened continued to float through my head, but I was still bitter when I got to the office. |
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Marisa Fanelli, M.Ac.: Posted on Saturday, July 28, 2012 9:53 AM
Back when I was in my early 20's, my best friend and I would spend hours primping before heading out to our destination for the night. Inevitably, after watching us for a while, her mother would shake her head in feigned disgust and mutter, "I love me, who do you love?" It was her way of telling us that we were ridiculously self-absorbed. Now, years later, I will sometimes use this phrase in jest...usually after I've treated myself especially well. |
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Marisa Fanelli, M.Ac.: Posted on Friday, July 20, 2012 8:41 AM
This memory is so clear to me: Sorrento, Italy. Throwing open a set of French doors and looking out over a lemon grove, the scent of citrus so strong that it saturated my clothes, my hair, until I left. Smelling that air, turning to look at the two friends standing behind me, all three of us struck silent at the beauty below us. I remember sitting beneath those same lemon trees the following morning. Sitting with good friends, a tiny kitten weaving its way around my legs as we drank foamy cups of cappuccino. |
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Marisa Fanelli, M.Ac. : Posted on Thursday, July 19, 2012 10:42 AM
Once upon a time, I worked at a cocktail lounge in Old Saybrook, Connecticut. As I was sitting at the bar one day, my coworker sat down next to me. The bartender looked and him and calmly said, "You have a huge booger hanging out of your nose. It's disgusting. Go look in the mirror." He left to do that, and I was mortified. The bartender saw the look of horror on my face and asked me what was wrong. "That was so. |
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Marisa Fanelli, M.Ac.: Posted on Wednesday, July 18, 2012 9:04 AM
Last Saturday, I woke up with an overwhelming urge to send a letter to someone I had wronged in the past. I have no idea why this came up, or what made me start dwelling on it after several years have passed. All I know was that the desire to make amends was so strong that I started obsessing about it, and couldn't let it go all morning long. I'm not going to write about the situation itself, but I will leave it at this: the fault was purely mine, and what I did was completely out of character for me. |
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Marisa Fanelli, M.Ac.: Posted on Monday, July 16, 2012 1:49 PM
I'm not sure if it's due to a dramatic increase in my patient load, the fact that I haven't had time to keep up with my weekly acupuncture maintenance sessions, or just allergies, but I have felt like crap over the last week or so. I'm overtired and not taking enough time for myself, and I know that this is weakening the boundaries between myself and my patients. Years ago, I would always feel sick after seeing 3 or 4 people in a row. Then I started practicing Reiki, and I guess I got energetically stronger; rather than feeling exhausted after seeing lots of patients, I would feel extra energized. |
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Marisa Fanelli, M.Ac.: Posted on Monday, July 09, 2012 12:47 PM
When it comes down to it, protection is the driving force of the human body. We are designed to protect ourselves at all costs, from a cellular level. Our cells are talented little beasts, each doing its part to keep us healthy and well. The nervous system is constantly engaging in sympathetic responses to make sure that we have enough energy to outrun predators, if need be. Whether we are aware of it or not, our musculature shapes itself into defensive postures, and tends to stay that way. |
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Marisa Fanelli, M.Ac.: Posted on Thursday, July 05, 2012 7:41 AM
This blog was originally intended to be written yesterday, but I was swept away by the patriotism of the day and got off track. So allow me to use yesterday's holiday as a segue into today's topic. This 4th of July holiday inspired me to consider the idea of "independence" in a whole other way. Independence, according to the dictionary, is defined as freedom from the control, influence, support, aid, or the like, of others. |
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Marisa Fanelli, M.Ac.: Posted on Wednesday, July 04, 2012 6:56 AM
We are pretty damn lucky to live in America. Yes, we have our fair share of problems. No, it's not a perfect world. But comparatively speaking, we have a lot of tools at our disposal to create the lives we desire. We are lucky enough to have our basic needs fulfilled. Most of us don't need to spend our days fixating on where our next meal is going to come from. This doesn't mean that there aren't Americans living in poverty, of course. |
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Marisa Fanelli, M.Ac.: Posted on Tuesday, July 03, 2012 6:46 AM
It's too nice out to sit here and hammer out a long blog post today, so instead I will leave you all with some uplifting stories about veterinary acupuncture. Enjoy!
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