Here's a Hand Reflexology Chart that I had recently found. Same as foot massage, you just need to massage the parts of the palm associated with related organs so as to improve blood circulation.
I came by an interesting article, which I found rather informative for those who has the idea of divorce in mind, prepares to get married, or plans to involve in a serious relationship.
“When
I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and
said, I’ve got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly.
Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.
Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know
what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She
didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?
I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the
chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn’t
talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what
had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory
answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn’t love her anymore. I
just pitied her!
With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a
divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car,
and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into
pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become
a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I
could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally
she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see.
To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which
had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.
The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing
something at the table. I didn’t have supper but went straight to sleep
and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with
Jane. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just
did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.
In the
morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn’t want anything
from me, but needed a month’s notice before the divorce. She requested
that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as
possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month’s
time and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.
This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to
recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day.
She requested that every day for the month’s duration I carry her out of
our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going
crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd
request.
I told Jane about my wife’s divorce conditions. . She
laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she
applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.
My
wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was
explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we
both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy
in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to
the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in
my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don’t tell our son about
the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside
the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the
office.
On the second day, both of us acted much more easily.
She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I
realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I
realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her
face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a
minute I wondered what I had done to her.
On the fourth day,
when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the
woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth
day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn’t
tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped
by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.
She was
choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but
could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have
grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was
the reason why I could carry her more easily.
Suddenly it hit me… she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.
Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it’s time to carry mom
out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an
essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer
and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I
might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms,
walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her
hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly;
it was just like our wedding day.
But her much lighter weight
made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly
move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I
hadn’t noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to office…. jumped
out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay
would make me change my mind…I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door
and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.
She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have
a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I
won’t divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I
didn’t value the details of our lives, not because we didn’t love each
other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on
our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart. Jane
seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the
door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the
floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The
salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I’ll
carry you out every morning until death do us apart.
That
evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run
up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed -dead. My wife had been
fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice.
She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the
whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push through with
the divorce.— At least, in the eyes of our son—- I’m a loving husband….
The small details of your lives are what really matter in a
relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the
bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot
give happiness in themselves.
So find time to be your spouse’s
friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do
have a real happy marriage!
If you don’t share this, nothing will happen to you.
If you do, you just might save a marriage. Many of life’s failures are
people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave
up.
Remember love is the richest of all treasures. Without it
there is nothing; and with it there is everything. Love never perishes ,
even if the bones of a lover are ground fine like powder. Just as the
perfume of sandalwood does not leave it, even if it is completely ground
up, similarly the basis of love is the soul, and it is indestructible
and therefore eternal. Beauty can be destroyed , but not love. "
Source: Useful Info
Try to find a solution before going for the "road of no return". There's nothing cannot be solved, only things that not wanted to be solved.
We have been been teased, been looked down, been cast aside, been bullied, been suppressed, been forced to the corner by those who think that they are the top dogs.
For how many times that it rains when we have no shelter,
For how many times that it shows when we have no warm clothing,
For how many times that we starve when we are penniless,
For how many times that people leave us when we need them the most,
For how many times that people cheat on us when we trust them by heart,
For how many times that people step on us when we are in our trough,
SO WHAT??! Despite all these,
we bravely march to our destination in the rain.
we warm up our hearts and keep our heads up.
we fill up our will and strength and keep moving on.
we still have ourselves.
we still have faith in people.
we still survive through the trough.
Are we defeated? NO, NOT THAT EASY.
We, the underdogs, only know that:
For all the words that can be remembered, never remember the words "give up".
For all the words that can be forgotten, never forget the words "keep it up".
Underdogs, let's show and prove to the world that, the whole world can underestimate and step on anything and anyone, but not the us, the UNDERDOGS.
Cheers to those who always been bombarded by challenges
but have been courageous and determined enough to continue the journey.
Have you came across when you have a painful session of foot massage? different parts of our foot are connected to the different organs in our body. The pain may be red lights that indicates health problem related to the respective organ.
The left image shows the parts of our foot and the respective organs. Massage the parts where it hurts to increase blood circulation. After the massage session, you will feel relief and the pain gradually subsides.
