Greetings Relations,
On occasion I can still hear my Great-Grandmother's whistle...
There was a letter/note I received not long ago that pertained to hate and why is it I am still full of hatred...
...and how hatred poisons us as it is free to carry on day to day...
...and she shared something of a surprise that I was still carrying this hatred. Well, I suppose I'll touch on this some day soon. It is too damned deep a topic for this moment, but I wanted to let She-Who-Lives-With-The-Cherokee, know that her inquiry touched my Spirit's and how this has began a process of self-evaluations and Inventory after inventory. I can and do feel the results of these emerging more and more daily...
...and I am indebted to this quandary.
Please, let me share, as I wear this Glasspenis atop my skull, that I have often contemplated this subject myself. Having the knowledge's of the whys - is there still hatred just beneath my skull puzzles me also.
I have been away from my awake world today. I awoke from a mighty long slumber an hour or so ago and thought I would connect with my Relations.
The "Wound" still bleeds, I am dizzy, gagging nauseated and sweating at this very moment. Am just not feeling well.
Have made plans for tomorrow. I will insure a proper rest this evening and fulfill my plans.
Until the next time.........love, peace and peace, me
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