Expectations are an integral part of the process of manifestation, assumptions are an inherent aspect of the human condition challenging us to further awaken to a clearer understanding. Rather than allowing them to upset our ego-backed sense of correctness perhaps it’s a matter of learning to use our expectations and assumptions to these ends rather than being used by them, all the while staying present and open for a surprise resolution!
My honey bee colonies are dead. After a decade of, essentially, pissing up a rope I will not be replacing them again. My teacher has abandoned me at this place and I’m. . . free!
When the student is ready the teacher emerges.
The challenge before me is, through a blend of both conventional, unconventional, and emerging modalities, to heal diabetes on all levels of human being – physical, emotional, and spiritual.
HgA1c. . . . you’re going down!
Everyday begins with a blood sacrifice to diabetes. For whatever else I might not get to while the sun is mine, there’s always multiple daily injections.
It’s not just the fruits, the shoots, or the roots. . . It’s the soil, the very dirt that anchors in this exact window of time my home, my wife and kids, my parents, my job and the broader community. Ironically it’s the very aspects which frustrate me the most that are what I count first among blessings.
reactive: I ditched almost all forms of digital social media as I’ve noticed such surrogates, while pretending to be “social”, actually have the effect of further isolating us. Time-saving devices free up time for more time-saving devices rather than each other.
proactive: I’ve stared hosting a local group of drummers, dancers, and artists on the F1rst Friday of each month for a drum jam and bonfire at my place. Let’s test the formula people + drums = comm...
proactive: I’ve stared hosting a local group of drummers, dancers, and artists on the F1rst Friday of each month for a drum jam and bonfire at my place. Let’s test the formula people + drums = community.
A better connection. . . .
I have become the madman that mutters at the gates of the circus.
Thank you, Samuel. I’m afraid that type 1 this is
Of course there is, Cathy. There’s got to be a pony somewhere in all this horse §µ!¥
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