Brenda died two days ago. I've been staying at my daughter and son-in-law's house, soothed and distracted by the sweetness and madness of my grandchildren. But I still can't sleep through the night despite the sleeping pills Dr. Beatty prescribed. So at 3:00 AM last night and the night before, I did tai chi in front of the big TV. Surprisingly my balance was OK and my moves were fairly smooth. I managed to coordinate breathing and movement.
Nothing magical happened; there was no detectable surge of chi.
However I didn't harden my outward moves into strikes when my breath left my body. I kept my hands soft.
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