Courtesy of Qigong

So Marty and I have been doing Qigong.

Last night it began to be annoying to me that the big velvet painting of Elvis crying was squarely overwhelming my field of vision.

This morning, Marty is doing his Qigong and he suddenly stops and says, “I can’t do this.”

I thought he meant he couldn’t hold the Standing Meditation. It’s surprisingly hard to do.

Instead, he marched over to the wall and took down the big velvet painting of Elvis crying, tucked it behind the table, then returned to his Standing Meditation.