It reminds me of a dream I had when ill, in which I came to the edge of a forest where the narrow, lighted spaces called to me. I stood there through many opportunities until an ageless woman of great resolve appeared, saying, “You can’t start, I know, and if I were kind, I see you halfway in, but I am more than kind. You must enter alone. I will meet you on the other side.”
Now that I am somewhat on the other side of the recent healing crisis that resulted in my surgery on November 26, and the complications that followed, and am now full-time on the roller-coaster ride of recovery, those bright spots of divine connections are fading fast.
I wonder how significant it really is that I am using breathingwell.com.au, a program for functional breathing by Roger Price—”Price” being my mother’s maiden name. I question how relevant it is that BX Protocol (heal even late stage cancer at the cellular level) has been and is being researched by Dr. Duane Smith—”Smith” being my maiden name.
It is as though the many, many, many precious moments of “Synchro destiny” are now tumbled in my loss of routine, lack of energy, and the new normal of focus on medicine and discomfort and healing within and without.
A part of my intestines had trouble waking up. The parts that were awake have been vigorously jumping up-and-down trying to move things through. The result has been wildly chaotic and truly painful. I am wondering now if this is what our planet might be going through right now.
It occurs to me that those who are awake might have been causing as much turbulence for the one we are, as those who were yet asleep.
Today, I find myself wishing I could just take a nap, wake up, and find myself home in this body and on the planet. It would be a great day to bake cookies, or wrap presents, or meet a friend for lunch.
Today I hold my dear friend, Carol, in thoughts and prayers. If you will, join me in prayers and thoughts for Carol and her young daughter Lizzie. Lizzie, born in 1985… Lizzie, married just a couple of months ago…
Lizzie, who has experienced liver failure thought to be the result of active alcoholism. Lizzie, who has now experienced kidney failure due to the liver failure.
Today I focus on beads 4, 5, and 6 from the Daily Recollection prayer by Barbara Brodsky. I focus my consciousness for Lizzie and for me and for all sentient beings as I use my prayer beads:
There is something quite terrifying when the vehicle we are currently traveling in seems to not be working. In this world, having normal bowel and bladder processes seems like such a miraculous gift. I am suddenly reminded of the words sent to Carol by Pete Wehle, “Today is! Don’t worry about tomorrow because tomorrow never is! Today is!”
