I am uncertain if I have ever, ever shared this on this blogg, and if I have not, I suspect there's mighty good reasons why I have not. The primary being - I am ashamed and embarrassed about what I am about to share with my Relations. I ask only that I not be judged.
Alright then, back in 1988 or 1989, one of my favorite psychcologist compared me to Sybil and the diagnosis Multi Personality Disoder was applied to my name as everything around me seemed to freeze in a moment of time. I was blown away by these words and required a bit of one-on-one and plenty of reading articles and study. Over the years of intensive therapy, thousands of dollars for this therapy and with two very supportative support groups, I was able to consolidate my alter's. Every once in a while, one will surface and I sometimes lose the best of me, but glad to say I am able to communicate with them. Hell, my wife, daughter's, and my daer life long friend, Old Kindred Spirit, picks up on a guest before I do. There are several and most all of them are named. Over the course of much time and practice, the consolidation has assisted me in reporting that these are now more so, Multi-Ego's than Multi Personalities...
...Ha! For me, Mustafa will always be Mustafa. He is the advocate and militant from with-in. Mustafa, takes shit from no one. Mikey is my playful boy and mishief maker. Monty, is a really "out-there" queen and he too can also be overly mischievous at times. Matter of a fact, she was a back-ground character in the movie, Too Wong Fu, Thanks For Everything, Julie Newmar. He's quite the trouble maker too. Marie, the only woman that lives with in, is a beautiful WOman with long brunette hair, big brown eye's, a Cher like body, with a wonderful sense of humour and she's a lover not a fighter. But, she don't take no shit either. I suppose Marie is the peace maker of the bunch too. With a bit of assertiveness too.
There are others I could share about, but I think I've said enough.and have introduced you to a few of my alter's this evening. I wonder if I've shared too much or said too much. It doesn't matter now, this has been said. So let it be known then.
It was also during this time frame 1988-1989 that I was diagnosed as PTSD.
Just four to five years before to this, I was an Anorexic.
Things that make you say, Damn Duuuuuuuuuude.
And now for something completely different.
We are experiancing a Beaver Moon out tonight. The Moon is so bright it is lighting up our sanctuary and preserve behind our lodge with a bright and beautiful light. With a constant flow of low flying clouds this offers an idea of how past Floridians looked to the sky and with such a bright moon was able to task into the night. This is also the time when Beaver, works hard to prepare his and her lodging with food stuffs and branchs for comfort as well as to re-enforce their dam and home.
If you are able to take just a peak at the Beaver Moon, make it so. This will not happen again for many years to come. Very much lile last years Harvest Moon.
I've said enough. Please remember this, I ask that you not judge me for what I have shared.
Love, peace and more peace, Mario
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