On the 60 mile drive to my root canal, I was nervous, but there we were,, 6am,, on the road. I was finally confronting a much needed procedure, one that I had canceled more than once...for "better times". I don't really hate going to the dentist as a rule, but I admit I "was" nervous,,,then we saw a rainbow,,and I decided it was a good sign. We got there too early and drove along a large lake. While looking at the beautiful lake houses, we rounded a corner and saw this waterfall. Another good sign. I decided I would focus on this image while I was in the chair, a visual meditation if you will. I also added Angels, a bubble of white light of God's love, and later thanked him for the one who invented Novocaine. It helped that the new dentist was a cutiepatootee, with small hands, and hummed some song softly while he worked....and said "Perfect" allot. On the 60 mile return trip, I thought about how I loose control of my mind, and what better words could they come up with than Root Canal, as it can conjure some unpleasant images. But its over, not a big deal at all,,,,and I Choose to remember the blessings in the 60 miles.