Wiped Out. Twice in a week. Spirit and then Body. The Body…yesterday i got up…see how that felt…nothing changed for the better, just a total sense of body engagement. Back to sleep. I slept through it other than to feed and check water. i ate and drank nothing. This morning is like a clean slate with an awareness of how life is so fragile, tenuous. How i have here a Hill with two huge worlds of garden (not in size, but Spirit} and 9 very large ziplock bags of cloth. Inside those loves are me, the Goats, Tay, Talkie, and Puppy. Surrounding this, i have this place where those who read here are equally present.
Nothing has changed but my heightened sense of it all.
to those of you anticipating "your turn", it's ok. it exactly what you might expect. Exactly what they tell you to expect. i am so rarely sick…
Today i ran my hands through the bags. They gave me these. For my spirit. We go.
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