There's something stuck in my left shoulder

and other things about healing my love life

“There’s something stuck in your left shoulder,” the middle-aged grandmother healer said to me over the phone. ”Do you want me to cut it?”

I froze.  Suddenly I was no longer a 35 year old single woman, lying on my bed, in my parents’ home on Prince Edward Island, but back to my 23 year old self living in New York City, as if it all happened yesterday.

My…