Met with Sir Dude, this afternoon at 1530 and had an excellent face to face. I was provided an opportunity to flush some of this rubbish that has built up since last Thursday. The Meniere's Micro Mini attacks and the consequences of them. The anger that I've let manifest with a quickness and being able to open up about my friend who died of the cancer. Speak aloud of the unfinished business of my Father and I. Besides, so much extra of this and some of that and I felt as if we accomplished quite some business during our sit down. And yes, I am pleased and glad that I called in for an appointment this week instead of waiting until next week...
...next week sounded like just so far away.
My bride and I have not been able to go on holidays since 2008. Which happened to be the year I was diagnosed with the Meniere's Disease and also when all the exams, audio tests, injections and surgery started to happen. Four years since our last pilgrimage to Cherokee...
...four years since I have inhaled the air of mountain tops and laid eyes upon the land of them who came before me. Grandma Flossie's Kinfolk's. My Kinfolks. Four years since I could touch the sky and listen to the howls of wolf. Reaching for the Moon and get hands full of stars...
...four years of medically imposed excile.
Have had ceremony this mid-night sharpe for the blessings of my Great Spirit. In gratitude for them who are Kindred but not here in the flesh with us anymore. Those who passed before me. Ceremony this time of year is always extraordinary for me. It is cool temperature in the mid 50's (f) and the air is quite still so the prayers and love goes up and out slowly to spread and pass peace on to the Preserve and neighbours for blocks wide. This is a good time for me to pray and contemplate. The WOmen Folk have retired for the evening and I feel I am able to head on this Path...
...while I have my kettle burning pine cone, cedar pine and other herbs and spices. I Send out energy and prayers to my brothers and sisters in Syria, Somalia, and Tibet. Same to the Cherokee, I will soon be breaking bread with. Looking into the eye's of my Kindred. Words lack when on pilgrimage. I have never been to Cherokee, as one who is Single Side Deaf and have surly not visited with this Meniere's in place and stomping ass. Oh, and then my asthma and need to have breathing treatments. Let me put it like this, our minds are made up, I am more than willing to reach for it and my Dearest Great Spirit, I reckon you are aware this has been a long time coming. I am very excited and the anticipation builds daily. I have already begun to pack excited like. Ha!
Thank you Great Spirit! God, Bless us all, your children.
Today has been a fairly decent day as far as the Meniere's Disease. Fewer Micro Mini Attacks, nausea off and on, dizziness has been mild - once was throat gripping bad, but non-productive. Coordination and balance was a C-. The biggest issue today has been this foiking irretating beep-beep-beeeeeeeeeeeeeping that has gone on for most of this live long day. My God! I don't know how to describe other than it went like this...
...beep-beep-beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeping off and on damned most of today's going's on. My Path.
No worms today! Hail naw boo! Not once! Now tha's some cheerful schtuff right there! Yes Sir!
This is all I have to say. No wait, John Wayne, get your ass over here and let me brush you down! Change them shoes too!
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