Its Tuesday so I have survived yet another monday. Thats 11 treatments now. One more and we do the viral load check again. I have finally found something to deal with the sores on my tongue and the organic nausea drug is working very well.
I had a long chat with Kiki today in her back yard about the meaning of it all. She was asking what I have learned so far. And it is this. That we are a physical self and a spiritual self and they are two very separate entities. Whatever attacks your physical self can weaken and sicken you but the essence of your spirit cannot be touch. I am just so aware of the separation between the two. No matter how physically worn down, ill etc I get, my spirit is intact. I think perhaps death is simply the releasing of that spirit from a broken body. Something to consider.
Thank goodness the summer hasn't been too hot. Although the weather like everything else is something I seem to be content to watch out my window. I have withdraw from alot and thats ok. I'm busy enjoying the exquisite taste of strawberries, and the delicate smell of flowers and the softness of my new sheets. Andre and I always call new bedding "pudding sheets" cuz it feels like putting against your skin.
I hope nothing important happens in the world while I have withdrawn from it. But I'm sure someone will catch me up.
flinging love into the universe
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