thoughts on metaphors

can't all be funny.
Had a great chat with my rolfer Emma on Thursday.  She asked about how I dealt with the stroke thing emotionally, and how I think of it metaphorically.  I told her there were actually good things, as Jill Bolte-Taylor points out in "My Stroke of Insight".  I met a wonderful healer named Mary who turned me on to the idea that everyone can have more than one soul mate.  Never thought of that.  Why not?  Has nothing to do with lifelong commitment in the sense of marriage or similar; it's different, someone with whom you share a bond that transcends this life we are in currently, whether you believe in anything beyond it or not.  A little esoteric, I know, but you get her point I hope.

Another thing we talked about was body awareness and the mind-body connection, which is an area I had only scratched the surface of prior to the stroke.  She asked me about frustration and depression, both of which are big in my life, mediated by medication and meditation.  Lot of meds there!  And yoga is critical, as is work, art, and relationships.