"E mi raccomando, fai attenzione ai sogni! I fiori australiani sono molto potenti." E' stata l'ultima cosa che mi ha detto la naturopata accompagnandomi alla porta del negozio bio-erboristico-natural-equo-ecologico, che avevo annunciato nel post precedente. Per chi ha già un mezzo sorrisetto che gli aleggia in volto e sta pensando "Vediamo che si è fumata questa." , spiacente di deludervi, i fiori australiani non si fumano, si assumono per via sub-linguale. E NON servono a curare la loquacità del colon. O forse sì, ma in maniera talmente indiretta che tocca passare per Australia, in fact.
The fact is that while I was wandering the aisles in search of a gag for my intestinal tract singing, as my usual, I tracks intercepted another conversation that took place a little further and a little aloe here in the seeds of amaranth. I do not do it on purpose. The dialogues of others I arrive at the ear, neurons are tuned and I listen.
A lady exposing its problems of existential anxiety, with a corollary of insomnia, a nice young lady that was seemingly irrelevant questions, such "He has episodes of uncontrollable itching?" How would it be? One says you can not sleep and you will get if you scratch?! I moved a bunch of grit to take a peek and see the scene to collect some other clue. "We correct a little 'mix. Add three drops of this and say I know how it goes." The nice young lady gave a vial of insomnia, and ended there.
Isadora is curious. I also stated in the profile, do not do mystery, 'm curious like a monkey, a cat and a ferret together . So I approached the GS (nice young lady, not the supermarket of the same name) and I began to seek guidance. When asked "What do you think is your problem?", To my great surprise I felt answer "Indecision. You take care of the flowers indecision? "
From there to give her a Bignami of my current work-sentimental-economic situation, it's been a while. I was talking about the GS and pulled out every now and then a tube. When I finished, there will have been on the table 10:00 to 12:00 and I was very worried.
"Now, while holding a hand in this thread, with the other well close your thumb and forefinger in a circle, like a okay. I will ask permission and I will try to open the circle. You're going to stop me and give me permission to do so. "And there I messed up. I usually do not give you permission to do something and then fiercely oppose, and then she said" Can I? "I said, "Yes" and left her to do. After a while 'to the GS came the question that I had the muscles a little out of practice or the first signs of ALS, because such an accumulation of problems and solvers for vials, it was not plausible for a regiment of infantry, let alone one person.
So we started and came to the big question "You have episodes of uncontrollable itching?" and I had to admit that not only the day before I had scratched his shoulder and bruised, and a few days before it had fallen to one knee, but that years ago, a couple of days after my marriage, I was covered with strange spots in all parts of the body revealed by the abbot wedding. According to GS, the itch is caused by repressed anger. And if you think about the phrase "gnaws" takes an illuminating new meaning.
In any case, I was diagnosed with low self-esteem, accompanied by anger and resentment. The colon is my target organ, apparently. That is, more self-esteem, less borborygmi . The prescription, ad hoc adjustments are seven drops in the morning and wake up just seven drops in the evening before putting on the earplugs. With the recommendation that would have to be careful that the dreams, indeed. When I left, I had the feeling to have in the bag-Magic Potion-Solve-Problems-Universal. In the evening, with a bit 'of trepidation, I have seven sub-lingual drops seven, and went to sleep.
As I tell? I have two weeks propina Australian flowers, and I've stopped dreaming. I was speechless the unconscious, rather than the colon. But I persevere. Although I'm getting the suspicion that faith, understood as blind faith in something, have a big role in the efficacy of treatment. And I'm an atheist, damn the Virgin!
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