Canuck Chakra

There's something wrong with my heart chakra.

Or so I was told by a woman on the train after I gave up my seat for her while on my way to Tai Chi practice. She said she "could tell just by looking at me." Not the best way to begin a conversation.

Gee, I thought I was being considerate.

She went on to tell me I needed to go to China to get a massage with "essential oil" to improve my heart chakra. When she reached into her bag to show me the book she was reading, I began turning down the volume on my mental hearing aid.

She advised I should do more than Tai Chi, and that I'd be a Master in martial arts if I chose to become one before I went back to the United States. I didn't bother telling her I'm not American. There was no point in making her feel bad for her incorrect assumptions.

Couldn't she tell I'm Canadian by looking at me?

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