The eye of the needle: a vision during acupuncture

I had a sore right ankle.  I could barely stand on it; I called it my “crankle.” I hadn’t gone in for an acupuncture treatment for three years, but it seemed like the right way to treat my crankle. I booked an appointment with Elle, an acupuncturist I can only describe as “splendid.”  I had two treatments total. During the first treatment, she put a needle in my third eye, as well as other points necessary to relieve my ankle pain. After 30 minutes, when she removed the needles, she commented that my Third Eye had bled a bit; a result she had never encountered in her many years of practice. She said that meant I had an abundance of third-eye energy. During my next treatment, she worked directly on my ankle, which was getting better, but not yet pain-free. She was late in getting started. She explained that the patient immediately before me saw Billy, the Greyhound, Elle’s recently deceased dog. She saw him table-side during her acupuncture treatment. This was quite moving for Elle, who still greatly missed Billy. During my 30 minutes of acupuncture, I also “saw” Billy – although I saw more of a cartoon Greyhound who danced across my visual horizon. He was graceful, like Fred Astaire. I decided to tell Elle, as she removed the needles from my body, because I thought the vision might amuse her. “Billy was dancing – like Fred Astaire,” I told her, thinking she would giggle. But she paused for a moment, and said, “Yes, Billy was a dancer. Whenever I came home, he would greet me at the door, stand up on his hind legs and dance for me – like a football player who had just caught a pass in the end zone. He only did it for me – not for my kids. There was no way you could have known that. “

I realized this was quite an extraordinary vision. I never saw Billy before, so I didn’t see him like a Medium sees a departed loved one. But he did “dance” for me. When I left Elle’s clinic, I felt like I usually do, after an acupuncture treatment: a bit high, somewhat spaced-out, graced with a “lightness of being.”

I believe Billy made his presence known that day – not only to me, but to the other patient and through us – to Elle. He wanted to let her know he was still around, watching over her.

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