The original title of this post was 'rough start'. After sleeping for 48 hours, it's changed.
The cold I came down with got worse until my body took over and said - that's it. My energy was such that my only volitional act was which side to sleep on. The next day was better but I still took 7 naps. I'd walk around my room a bit and think, well, I'll just rest a little more and I'd be instantly out.
It's amazing how long time feels when you're sleeping. My semi-delirium was perfect ground for self-doubt and self-judgment. But somehow, that was balanced with acceptance. Nothing like being comatose to realize I'm not making the decisions.
And all the while, just watching, and feeling, some kind of reorganization happening, getting ready. I need it. Because I am in India.
2.09.2009
ready
Posted by marcie at 5:12 PM
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hi marcie, just laying around the livingroom with a full belly of italian food after reading your blog entries to rhea and carter. you can picture it..as for you my dear wow, sorry thats the word that keeps showing up as i sit to write. breema intensive is alive....too tired to formulate something real......bed now let me know time difference. so i can call that magic number. love you, kd
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