[Note: This is part 3 in a series on chronic pain. Click here for part 1, or here for part 3.] “Maybe you just imagined that your pain was gone,” he said. He was messing with me, and I knew it. Craig, a 60-something man with a disheveled, grey pony tail had stopped at my booth. This was at a local health […]
I’ve experienced back pain so severe that it almost got me arrested. I was in my apartment in NYC, I was deeply frustrated by my pain and lack of mobility, and I let out a loud, primal scream. As crazy as things were in NYC in the 1990s, screaming was still frowned upon…
I was in my 20s, I had a serious girlfriend, and there was no way in hell that qigong was going to work for me if I had to follow that crazy sex rule.
There are some really strange rules for qigong and tai chi. My favorite is: tu tan wu du. It means, “don’t keep spitting.” True story.
I haven’t had a cigarette in 10 years. Not one puff. Today is a big milestone for me. I like to write, so this post is my way of celebrating. You can celebrate with me by reading along.